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"Chirp...pop~!"

In the dark night, an orange ball of light rose rapidly and exploded under the dark blue sky. The fireworks were as gorgeous as blooming flowers and looked particularly dazzling.

People miles away can see clearly

Filar raised his head and stared at the fireworks blooming in the sky with wide eyes. He couldn't help but shout "Wow" like a child. He couldn't help but secretly admired in his heart: This is awesome.

So beautiful~!

But then, I felt a little puzzled. At this time, it is neither a celebration nor a festival, so why are we setting off fireworks?

This guy is really leisurely.

Must have money to burn~!

At this moment, Lufian walked over quickly holding a bunch of things.

Seeing him raising his head and looking at the sky stupidly, still waiting for others to set off fireworks, Lufian immediately became angry and smashed the object in his hand towards Filar.

Probably all sisters tend to be violent when faced with their stupid brother.

Feral suddenly felt something hit him on the back of his head, and then his vision went dark, and he couldn't see anything. His whole head was completely covered, and even his breathing was a little difficult, and he smelled a smell of sweat in his nose.

musty smell

He hurriedly stretched out his hand and took a few deep breaths. He found that it was a group of clothes. He glared at Lufian and said, "You bitch, what are you doing?"

Lufian said angrily: "Change your clothes quickly, our time is precious, why are we standing there like idiots?"

Only then did Filar react and looked down at his clothes. Due to the sudden incident, he ran out with Rufian in just his pajamas. He only had a pair of slippers on his feet and had no time to change clothes.

However, this journey was fresh and exciting. Filar completely ignored the surrounding environment and waited until she reminded him that he felt a little cold on his body.

Although it didn't snow, the temperature in Arkadelin was only a few degrees at this time, so it was still very cold.

He hurriedly picked up the pile of clothes, picked them out and put them on randomly.

Most of these clothes are made of coarse cloth and are simple in style

Although Filar comes from a military family, as a young master from a noble family, he is also used to being pampered, and it is quite uncomfortable to wear it.

The clothes still smelled like someone else had worn them. Filar frowned, with a reluctant expression on his face, and kept reaching out to pull the clothes on his body, fearing that there would be lice or other small insects on the clothes, he cried sadly.

: “Can’t you get me something clean?”

At this time, Lufian had also changed his clothes and appeared in front of him again, watching him scratching randomly. He glared at him and was about to reprimand him, but then his heart softened: this younger brother of his is a member of the same family.

My precious egg, I have never suffered hardship since I was a child, but today I followed myself here without a single complaint. Just for these performances, it is already quite good.

But then Filar raised his head and saw that she was dressed in coarse cloth and cloth shoes. He couldn't help but grinned, pointed at her and laughed loudly: "Country girl, village girl, you are really dressed up like this."

Village girl, hahaha..."

After all, Philar is a teenager at heart.

Lufian immediately became furious, rushed over, and kicked Filar hard again. Of course, not to be outdone, Filar fought back heroically, but immediately received a more fierce combo of blows, which made him run away with his head covered, and kept saying: "A good man won't follow

"Female Fight"

Just as the two were fighting, they heard the neighing of war horses outside.

Filar couldn't help but be shocked: Warhorse, did someone realize something was wrong and ran over to catch him?

He glanced at Rufian, then reached for the dagger on his waist with his backhand, but was immediately held down by Rufian.

Immediately afterwards, the door of the mill opened, and the young miller appeared at the door leading three horses.

Filar breathed a sigh of relief. He turned around and saw that Lufian was also touching her heart with her hands and letting out a long breath. It turned out that she was also a little nervous.

At this time, the young man bared his teeth and smiled and said: "Hurry up, we have to seize some time."

Filar was startled for a moment, looked at Lufian, and saw that she had already strode out. At that moment, he hurriedly followed her.

The two came outside and jumped onto the war horse skillfully. Riding is a basic skill for nobles. They had climbed up and down on the horse when they were a few years old.

Filar stroked the horse's neck very skillfully, calming the horse underneath him, and then asked Lufian: "Sister, where are we going? What should grandpa do? We can't just take care of ourselves and don't go.

Save him”

His tone was full of uneasiness, fearing that Lufian would deny his question. After all, he also knew that he could not save Hawks by relying on his own strength alone.

Lufian glanced at him disdainfully and said, "You still need to teach me? Aren't we about to save him?"

Feila suddenly felt at ease. Although he didn't say it in words, he actually admired this sister with great powers.

Filar knew that his sister was a big shot in Arkadelin. She had a huge business in her hands, and her status among a group of friends was also rising all the way.

Of course, more importantly, the huge amount of pocket money he gets from Rufian every month always attracts a bunch of shameless guys to follow him and keep shouting: "Rich tycoon, let's do a good job."

Friends, rich people..."

Lufian turned to look at the miller, without saying anything, just slightly raising her chin.

The mill owner nodded immediately, shook his reins, urged his horse, and rushed forward.

Lufian and Lufian also raised their whips at this time, urged their horses, and followed closely.

There was no one on the dark street. Lights as faint as stars occasionally appeared on both sides of the road. Amidst the rapid sound of horse hooves, the biting cold wind blew, hitting the face quite painfully. The trees on both sides flew fast.

go backward

Filar ran behind the two men for a while and then realized something was wrong and shouted loudly: "Luffy, we are going the wrong way. If we want to save grandpa, we should go along another road."

As he said that, he used both hands to rein in the horse.

Seeing this, Lufian and the two men also hurriedly reined in their horses. Under the huge inertia, the horses still rushed for a distance and then stopped.

Rufian looked back at him, then circled the horse again, pointed the riding crop at Filar's nose, and reprimanded impatiently: "You know what, you little brat, just follow me, you know?"

Filar snorted coldly, raised his head stubbornly, and shouted loudly: "I know you don't want to save grandpa, if you don't go, I will~!"

Saying that, he turned his horse and was about to leave.

"Fart~!" Lufian was furious at that moment. She shouted angrily and raised the riding crop in her hand, about to hit him.

At this moment, the mill owner also turned around. He stopped Lufian, then looked at Filar and said: "Young man, don't worry, actually this is the right way."

Filar raised his eyebrows and looked at him with disbelief. He clearly saw the person escorting Hawks walking towards another street.

The mill owner smiled and then explained: "This happened so suddenly, and the time was so uncertain. We originally thought it would be a few days before it was the old man's turn, and we had no time to arrange an ambush in advance.

, you can only take advantage of it.”

He paused and then said: "But we had planned in advance and we did something on a bridge on the road. Once a signal is sent here, the bridge on the other side will collapse.

When the military police arrive, they can only choose to change their route and then they will walk into our ambush."

Philal suddenly opened his mouth: These people are so thoughtful that they have even planned this kind of thing in advance.

And...wait a minute, what does 'we' mean? Are there other people?

He couldn't help turning his head and looked at Rufian

Lufian, however, glared impatiently and said, "Do you still have any questions? If not, leave quickly. Otherwise, it will be too late, you little troublemaker."

Filar couldn't help but be startled, and then hurriedly agreed

Lufian ignored him and immediately urged his horse to continue running along the avenue.

After a while, everyone came to a small forest and stopped immediately.

At this time, a night owl in the woods made a "coo, coo, coo" cry

On this cold night, the sound sounded particularly eerie.

Filar couldn't help but feel his heart sink, remembering the terrible legend that the night owl's cry is actually counting people's eyebrows, and when it counts enough, the person will die.

Although the brave Filar secretly warned himself not to believe this, for the sake of safety, he hurriedly took a little saliva and wiped it on his eyebrows to avoid losing count. Then he thought about it, but felt uneasy.

Then he dipped his saliva into it and wiped it off Rufian’s eyebrows.

Lufian was originally in a bad mood, but when she saw him causing trouble, she raised her hand and slapped him on the head.

Whether it’s Naian or Akadelin, all the sisters in the world teach their brothers so violently and directly, full of friendship and care.

Filar was beaten so hard that he could only squat on the ground with his head in his hands, feeling aggrieved, sad, and a little angry.

At this moment, I heard the night owl's voice suddenly coming from beside me: "Gu, Gu Gu..."

Filar was startled and quickly turned his head to look. Then he realized that it was the young mill owner who had made the cry.

Immediately afterwards, I saw several people standing up among the grass on the roadside.

Those few people all moved cleanly and uniformly. It was obvious at a glance that they were professional soldiers.

And what made him feel strange was that through the faint starlight, he could vaguely see that each of them was holding a... a strange fire stick in their hands.

Do these people just rely on these fire sticks to fight?

Filar was quite puzzled for a moment.

At this time, the mill owner and Lufian had already come forward to greet them, and Filar also hurriedly followed.
To be continued...