The Magic Thief Chapter 12:

The forest trail that was originally quiet and peaceful is now full of the sound of horseshoes and wheels crushing.

The bluestone path paved on the ground has long been dilapidated due to the vicissitudes of time.

I can't find a whole piece of bluestone for a long time.

Those broken into pieces of bluestone buried deep in the soil are already the most complete.

What is left more is the stray rubble mixed in a piece of mud.

The wise and powerful Francis V has already become a legendary figure hundreds of years ago.

The long path that runs through the entire Bart Forest, built by his contemporaries, has become dilapidated under the merciless erosion of the years. This dilapidated and long road does protect the few in the south. The city was protected from the looting of the wealthy and nobles.

Since the death of Francis V, no His Majesty has been willing to rebuild this road.

It is precisely because this road is so bumpy and difficult to navigate, therefore, the South of France has always been where the wealthy and aristocrats stopped.

However, it also makes it very difficult for people living in Southport, Laier, and Piton to go to Sarthburg.

The vastness of the Bart Forest can't see the end at a glance.

Although it is less than two hundred kilometers from Piton to Searthburg, the road is rough and difficult, and within a few days, I don’t even want to get out of the vast forest.

Now this road is built on Tong County Avenue deep in the dense forest, and two carriages are moving slowly one after the other.

The one in front is beautifully decorated and elegantly decorated. It is the luxurious carriage that Ruibo once ridden to attend the Baron Lone Ball.

It is Mr. Hyde who is riding in the carriage now, and in the seat next to him is the cold assassin Kyle.

Except for traveling, Kyle always likes to stand upright, because only in this way can he be able to move freely at any time.

Moreover, if he goes out alone, he would rather choose to ride a horse or even walk. For a killer, sitting in a carriage is too dangerous.

However, he must protect the safety of his head at all times. This is his responsibility.

Only Eckert was in the second carriage.

Actually, he and Ruibo used to ride this carriage together, but according to Mr. Hyde's orders, Ruibo rode forward alone on the thoroughbred horse.

For this, Eckert certainly knows the meaning of the head, because, the real Ribo, Byndit is a kid who likes riding a lot. This hobby comes from the blood of his mother's family.

The old Earl of Medin is a famous horse lover in France. He owns the only four purebred horses of the Southern system in France. That was once the glory of the Medin family to show off. The man who murdered him brought a chance to strike.

The three children of the old earl have also inherited this hobby. The appearance of Miss Lisa riding on a horse has dumped countless young aristocrats in Surthburg.

This hobby has been passed down to the real Ruibo. Beldit's body.

The cowardly butler has mentioned several times that this young master never wants to ride in a carriage when he travels. He likes to ride a horse alone in front and back of the carriage.

This is why Mr. Hyde insists that Ribo ride a horse all day long.

Because if there is the slightest difference in personality between Ruibo and the real Master Byndit, they may be held on to correct him as a counterfeit, but this is absolutely impossible to pretend. Great risk.

As the saying goes, the country is easy to change and its nature is hard to change. Although they can make Ribo remember everything related to the real Master Byndit, differences in personality will still make people It feels incredible, because knowledge and memory can be instilled into the brain, and the character is slowly accumulated in more than ten years, and it is unlikely that it will completely change suddenly, and this is the easiest way for people to grasp the handle. The place.

What's more, differences in personality often give people the first impression that this person is pretending to be a counterfeit.

On the contrary, the flaws and omissions found in the Q&A can be confused by the young age and the too long time.

Eckert has always paid attention to this aspect of all plans.

Ribbo riding a horse has another advantage for Eckert.

He can lie down on the seat comfortably.

He was busy perfecting the plan all day yesterday, working until the early morning sun.

Now, for him, adequate sleep is too important.

The bumpy road is a good thing for a sleeping person. He seems to have returned to his infancy, lying in a cradle.

Ribo ran wild on a horse alone, and he also liked Mr. Hyde's arrangement very much.

Riding a horse and raising the whip, Ruibo enjoys the feeling of flying in the clouds and driving the fog. There is no heavy pressure on his back. The purebred horse runs fast. The speed is absolutely unimaginable by ordinary people. I am afraid that Ruibo's equestrian skills Even Eckert and Kyle, who taught him all of this, couldn't help but sigh.

The steed swept across the ground like a silver-gray meteor, and everything around him flew behind him so fast, the excitement and the enjoyment were simply unimaginable.

Although Ribo and Mr. Hyde were on the road at the same time, Mr. Hyde told himself that he could move freely as he pleases.

Of course, Ruibo knew what Mr. Hyde meant. He really needed to go to the laboratory in the forest of Mr. Marske once.

For a whole week, he hadn't come to see him, and he didn't know if the teacher left any message for himself.

And he has a lot of things to tell Teacher Masek.

When Ribo rode a horse like a bolt of lightning, galloping on Tong County Avenue from Southport to Thurthburg, he didn't notice a group of people watching him on the side of the road.

An ordinary carriage is slowly moving on the road in the same direction.

The carriage and the carriage you can often see on this avenue are the same. The carriages used by ordinary merchants are no different. The narrow and low carriages have a wide iron shelf on top of which more than enough luggage is placed. You can put some goods in the extra space.

There are very small windows on both sides of the carriage. The glass is too extravagant for those businessmen. One shutter is enough.

In order to be more sturdy and durable, the wheels of the carriage are much smaller than the special carriages of the nobles, and the axles are a bit thicker.

Hinges and steering pulleys, such delicate but easily damaged things, will never appear on such simple ordinary carriages used for long distances. For them, two hardwood struts are the strongest and most reliable. The same It is also the most practical.

Like all merchant carriages, four or five bodyguards are absolutely indispensable along the way.

They were both bodyguards and coachmen. Three people were squeezed in the seat in front of the carriage. Three horses were tied behind the carriage and moved slowly forward.

Those horses are also nothing special. They can be bought everywhere in the market, the most common ones.

From that perspective, these people are just past merchants who have just completed a transaction from Nangang and are now rushing home.

The two satin wrapped in thick linen on the top of the carriage seemed to prove the identity of the owner of the carriage.

Ribo didn't pay attention to this ordinary merchant carriage. He didn't slow down at all, passing by like a whirlwind.

Ribo also didn't notice that when he approached the carriage on a horse, the three bodyguards on the carriage unanimously stretched out his right hand behind him.

The vigilant and steady gaze that appeared in the eyes of the three of them was definitely not something ordinary bodyguards could have.

"Don't be too nervous, this will expose our identity." A girl's voice came from the carriage.

"Sister, there is nothing wrong with the reaction of the three of them. I was a little nervous just now." After saying this, a young man in his twenties opened the door and walked out of the car.

"Master, why did you come out? It's not safe here?" said the older bodyguard on the right among the three people sitting in the carriage.

"Sometimes, I still need to come out and relax." The young man said three steps and two steps to the top of the carriage.

He stood high on the top of the car and looked at the direction of Ruibo.

"Brother, what do you see?" The girl also jumped out of the carriage.

This girl is indeed a bit different. Although she is a girl, she wears a pair of breeches. Her tight leather jacket outlines charming lines. Her eyes are slender and the corners of her eyes are flying upwards. She looks extremely restless, with a high forehead and plumpness. With her cheeks and her cute little mouth, this girl is indeed a rare beauty.

It’s just that those raised eyebrows are a bit too thick, and with the angular nose, if it grows on a man, it’s absolutely handsome, it’s a pity...

Just like this girl’s first impression is exactly the same.

I saw that the girl climbed onto the roof of the car with ease and looked **** her toes.

It's a pity that she came up too late, and Ribo's horse ran too fast.

When she stood on the roof of the car, she could only see a puff of smoke rising in the distance.

"Brother, what did you see?" the girl asked.

"A good horse and a good jockey." The young man said with a smile.

"Good horse? Good jockey? Is that horse as good as my "flying electric"? Can that jockey outperform your brother you?" the girl asked.

When the girl asked such a question, the three bodyguards who drove the car in front were amused secretly. They knew their little master very well. The young lady was very arrogant. In fact, she really It means to ask, is it possible that the jockey can surpass her, a lady with excellent riding skills.

The three bodyguards, as subordinates, of course did not dare to laugh at their little master, but the elder brother didn’t have so many worries at all. He smiled and said, "You, the head of the factory, you You are talking about yourself. To be honest, the horse just now is definitely not worse than your flying power. It is also a purebred horse, an extremely excellent thoroughbred horse. As for the jockey, I am also Not necessarily better than him, it’s hard to say clearly if it’s not., "Purebred horse? Will there be thoroughbred horses here? Brother, are they the spies sent by those people? "

The girl asked.

"It should not be a scout riding a thoroughbred horse. This kind of handwriting is really too big, Foster, you should see it more clearly, what do you think." the young man asked.

"Master, that jockey is a child, about the same age as the young lady, and seems to be younger. He looks like a nobleman, and maybe a trainee knight, his riding skills are quite good." The older bodyguard Said.

The lady was quite dissatisfied when she heard that she was said to be a child. However, although the older bodyguard called herself the little master in name, in fact, the adult father always regarded him as his best friend. Look.

This time, I came out with my elder brother. Before I left, my father had instructed him to follow Foster's command in the event of major incidents. Therefore, he is the de facto leader here.

"Apprentice knight? Does the Kingdom of France even have such superb riding skills?" The son said to himself.

"Master, you should go back to the carriage, it is not safe after all," Foster persuaded.

"Don't worry, I guarantee that there is no one around." An old voice came from the carriage: "Moreover, Sykes and Sui Lid are rushing back. It seems that they are walking in a hurry. What's the abnormal situation? If my hunch is not wrong, there may be no peace tonight. It may be beneficial to let the son take a good exercise."

When I heard the old man in the carriage speaking, everyone was speechless. Although the old man did not care about things in their party, no one would disobey his words. Since he said there would be danger at night, Then there must be a fierce battle waiting for them.

"Should we change the itinerary and spend the night in Piton today?" Foster asked.

"No, I always feel that the sooner you get to Sarthburg, the better." The old man said again.

Hearing the old man's answer, everyone no longer had any questions, and the carriage moved on, but this time it was obviously faster.

Riding on that horse, Ribo came to the laboratory of Teacher Masek in the forest in only two hours.

Nothing has changed in the laboratory, except that some dark green text is clearly printed on the mirror.

Ms. Mask really got in touch with himself.

Ribo walked to the mirror and read it carefully.

"Dear student, you can see the text I wrote. You must have succeeded in taking out the psychedelic powder. The ointments I gave you have also played their role. The psychedelic powder is Extremely dangerous things, but they are indeed quite useful. The only drawback is that it is quite troublesome to use. It can only be absorbed through the skin. Although there are ways to refine them into these gases, they can be effective. However, this For you now, the difficulty is undoubtedly too high, so I prepared a small gift for you, a magic wand that belongs to you, it is a very simple little thing, you can only use it to display three kinds of wind It's a small magic. According to your current ability, it should be enough to control and use these three kinds of magic. If you can use this magic wand cleverly, you will find that you know how to go better than a magician who has studied magic for ten years. Fight, I think, this is quite necessary for you now. My student, I tell you once again, for a magician, having a powerful magic is far less effective than knowing how to manipulate limited magic ingeniously. The magician of is often a person full of wisdom, rather than a guy with only strong strength. Ruibo, you can know from the golden butterfly, where I put my wand, may the **** of luck bless you, my child ."

After Ribo finished reading the words on the mirror, the words slowly dimmed and finally disappeared completely.

Nothing excites Ruibo more than mastering new knowledge.

"Hmm" Ribo couldn't help cheering. He jumped and jumped in the laboratory. The originally empty laboratory was full of incomparable joy.

With the cheers of Ruibo, the golden butterfly danced in the air, as if it could also feel the joy.

After a long time, Ribo slowly calmed down. He raised his head and said to the golden butterfly flying in the air: "You know, where is the magic wand that Master Masek left for me? "

The golden butterfly seemed to fully understand what Ruibo said, and it floated like a laboratory tower. It took a long time before it flickered and floated down. On the slender metal limbs hung a one-foot-long magic wand with a straw thick and ivory color, and a roll of parchment was tied with a yellow ribbon on the top of the magic wand.

Ribo quickly and cautiously caught the falling magic wand and the roll of parchment.

He couldn't put it down and looked at the magic wand that belonged to him.

The magic wand is really finely polished with ivory. The smooth surface of the ivory, the soft color, and the elastic feel make Ribo feel so in love with it.

Lightly waved this magic wand, Ribo could even feel the collision between the magic wand and the wind element and resonate with each other, as if a symphony of wind was played in the air.

Mom excited,-after a while, Ribo calmed down, and he gently opened the parchment.

The text on the parchment is extremely concise, only describing the three magic wands that can be used, as well as the meditations and spells required to use the magic. , Meditation is not difficult for Ruibo. He has been practicing in this area. In fact, the kind of ointment given to him by Teacher Masek also requires special meditation to really work. Ruibo is not only completely Mastered this way of meditation, and he has never forgotten that Kelller taught himself that he must be proficient in this technique, and only when he can use this technique in any state without fail, can he be truly mastered. This technique is used.

Although Ribo doesn't like Kyle, what Kyle said is undoubtedly correct.

Because of this, during this week, Ruibo has spent a lot of effort so that no matter how nervous he is, he can immediately calm down and quickly enter a state of meditation.

This kind of training is extremely hard, but the results are undoubtedly huge.

Ribo is convinced that there may not be many magicians who can do as good as him.

The meditation method recorded on the parchment is only slightly different from that kind of meditation.

In fact, this is also true. This kind of meditation was originally used to gather wind elements, and was not originally a very clever magic meditation.

For Ribo, the really difficult thing is the three long spells.

All the spells are recorded in five special words called "divine texts".

On the scroll of parchment left by Mr. Masik as a teaching material for magic enlightenment, there are two more commonly used "divine texts". In the past week, his most important homework is besides mastering the method of meditation. , Is to learn these "divine texts".

Those divine writings are quite difficult to learn and pick up. They are not the same as any popular writing in the world known by Ruibo. The two "divine writings" letters add up to three hundred and twenty-five. many.

The most headache for Ruibo is that each letter of these "sacred texts" has five or six completely different and irregular pronunciations. How these "sacred texts" should be pronounced depends entirely on the letter. The combination of each other, and this is also without any regularity.

In just one week, Ruibo's grasp of this mysterious text is still extremely limited.

Holding that parchment paper, Ribo could only bite the bullet and search his stomach and tentatively interpret it.

Fortunately, the parchment clearly records the uses and methods of these three magics.

The magic wand is like a special launching device, like his favorite crossbow, except that the magic wand launches not a crossbow arrow, but a liquid.

This magic wand can gather wind elements and launch liquid in three ways.

The first type of magic can turn the liquid absorbed by the magic wand into a mist and spread it to a place ten meters in front of you.

The second kind of magic will condense the liquid into a drop of liquid bead, wrap it with the wind element and launch it to a distance of two to three hundred meters, which is much stronger than the crossbow arrow. What makes Ruibo happy is that this The magic is almost full, there is no need to aim at all, the liquid can definitely hit where you need it to hit.

As for the third kind of magic, it's just one plus two. It can also push liquid beads to a distance of two to three hundred meters, and then turn into a flying fog of ten meters in the air. Of course, correspondingly Yes, the length of the third magic spell is also close to the sum of the lengths of the first two spells.

Now that I know the steps to cast the spell, and I also have the magic spell in my hand, the only thing I need next is to experiment, and experiment again and again, until the correct "divine text" is found.

Although Ribo doesn’t know how to deal with this long spell, he still has a cleverness. There are some familiar combinations of the three spells. They seem to have been seen elsewhere. Ribo remembers that he has learned it. To kill simple spells. Beside those divine spells, Teacher Masik made a phonetic notation in French. So Ruibo knows how to read it.

Then just find out the remaining divine text combinations.

Ribo didn’t understand, why didn’t the teacher simply record the phonetic transcription beside these three spells?

Is it because the teacher wants to practice finding the tricks in the divine writing combination? It seems that there is only this kind of explanation.

The next period of time was all spent by Ruibo on studying magic. Of course, he would never use the precious and dangerous liquid of psychedelic powder as a consumable for magic experiments. Anyway, this world There is a liquid called "water" everywhere.

Ribo's magic experiment went smoothly. When he felt extremely tired and unable to concentrate, he finally found the correct way to read one of the magic spells.

Ribo knew that he had reached the limit of magic, and within at least three or four hours, it was impossible to cast any magic.

It seems that these three magics consume more magic power than the floating magic that the teacher first taught him.

However, now that one knows how to read a spell, the other two can roughly be guessed. These three kinds of magic are closely related to each other, and they have common magical characteristics.

Ribo felt that he felt a little bit of the law.

Thinking of this, he realized that it was late.

They set off early in the morning and ran very fast on their horses. They got here in only two hours. Mr. Hyde and the others couldn’t be so fast. I remember the first time I rode with Mr. Eckert. It took half a day to come to Piton in a carriage.

It should be almost here now.

Thinking of this, Ribo quickly inserted the magic wand and the roll of parchment into the pocket on the right side of the clothes.

The only thing he has to do now is to write on the mirror the things he needs to tell Teacher Masek.

Ribo took out the magic potion he carefully prepared from the pocket on the side of the saddle, and then returned to the laboratory.

He really has too many things to tell his teacher.

Ribo wrote in detail what happened recently on the mirror. The teacher knows all this, maybe he will come back to help him.

But Ribo is not sure about this.

After finishing writing on the mirror, Ribo walked out of the laboratory and mounted his horse and ran towards the forest villa of Baron Ronna in the distance.

Although, that kind of magic cannot be used, but for this thoroughbred horse, the weight of Ribo is nothing at all. Walking on the forest path, the horse's steps are still so light and graceful.

The villa of Baron Rona arrived in a flash.

Unexpectedly, the door of the villa was closed, and only a few people were picking fruits and vegetables in the farmland.

"Mr. Hyde, you are Mr. Hyde, the lady has been thinking about you, why are you not coming here, but our lady is sad." An old man in the farmland stood up and put his hands around his body After wiping his apron clean, he walked towards Ruibo respectfully.

Ribo recognized that man was the butler of Baron Ranna’s house. He asked politely: "Mr. Butler, my grandfather and my uncle came to visit Lord Baron Ranna. Are you here?"

"Oh, you see, it’s really unfortunate. Yesterday, our master took his wife to Surthburg. I heard that the lord’s last heir was also murdered. Moreover, this time it was a blatant event. Bloody massacre, hey, what happened to this world?

The master and madam rushed to the memorial ceremony in Surthburg. "The butler said.

"Yesterday? So it seems that we can't keep up." Ruibo didn't have any regrets about it.

"Yes, you see, what a coincidence, if I can walk with you, the lady will be very happy." The butler babbled.

"Thank you, Mr. Butler, I have to go first. Grandpa is still waiting for me. Anyway, I can always see Miss Fanny when I get to Thurthborough. Goodbye, Mr. Butler." , Rushing to the road that has always been.

"What a good young man, if he paired with our young lady, what a perfect pair would be." The butler muttered to himself.

"Who said no, but, old man, don't be in a daze anymore. Pick the vegetables. You have to pickle them before dark. After a while, you won't be able to eat them after a beaten of Qiushuang."

The housekeeper had to go back to work in the farmland when he heard his wife's words.

Out of the forest villa of Baron Ranna, Ribo hissed for a long time, and rode his horse slowly towards the intersection.

For him, the only thing to do now is to wait for the arrival of Mr. Hyde's carriage.

Ribo never treats patiently waiting as a waste of time.

For a magician, meditation practice can be carried out at any time. What's more, in order to test new magic, he has exhausted his meager magic power just now, and he needs to recover quickly through meditation.

Riboan stood quietly on the side of the road, like a static statue.

The wind slowly blows through the dense jungle, shaking the sturdy trees, sending out "sands"

The sound.

The sound of "rustling" one after another converges into a wave of waves, which is the sound of a "big wave" made of leaves hitting the "reef" formed by the right of branches.

Ribo, who stood there quietly, seemed to be able to hear sounds from far and far around him. That was the message the wind brought to him.

This feeling is really wonderful.

Ms. Masik should have told myself that meditating in the embrace of nature is so different.

In the depths of the dense Butter Forest, on the road to Thurstburg, which is completely hidden by the branches and leaves of trees, and is invisible at all, an ordinary merchant carriage is driving slowly. It's too difficult to go.

At a distance of ten meters in front of the carriage, two middle-aged men were following them on horseback. Seeing their dignified faces, it was obvious that this remote and uninhabited road was really not for them. rest assured.

Suddenly, the car stopped.

An old man with a gray beard walked out of the carriage. The old man was dressed in blue-gray casual clothes with a dark blue waistcoat, a crimson soft hat on his head, and a copper wire on his nose. Wide-brimmed eyes.

Seeing this dress, anyone will treat this old man as a senior old accountant.

I was a little surprised by the old man telling the carriage to stop, whether it was the brother and sister sitting in the carriage or the three bodyguards sitting in the front seat.

At the same time, I also felt an unusually tense atmosphere permeating all around, as if something terrifying was hidden in the deep and gloomy forest.

I saw that old man slowly walked into a relatively empty place deep in the dense forest, took two deep breaths, and then opened his arms as if he wanted to embrace something, like a crane about to spread its wings.

The old man's actions made everyone feel more nervous.

After a while, the old man lowered his arm and walked back slowly.

"Master, have you found anything?" the young master asked.

"Right now, it's not clear yet, there is a magician standing there on the road just passing by behind us. I don't know why, he caused the resonance of the wind." The old man said lightly.

"The resonance of the wind? What is that, is it a kind of magic?" the girl standing by the side asked curiously.

"No, it's not magic, it's just a magic phenomenon, a relatively rare magic phenomenon." The old man replied.

"Does it do anything?" the girl asked.

"It has no effect. The resonance of the wind is just a magical phenomenon. It is not magic. It can cause the resonance of the wind. It just proves that the magician has the essence of the wind and can freely manipulate the elements of the wind." The old man said.

"Then, this magician must be very strong?" The girl broke the casserole and asked.

"Perhaps it is very strong and can freely manipulate certain magic elements. This is not something that any magician can do."

The old man replied.

"Master, what should we do?" the young master asked.

"Go on, I don’t have any bad premonitions. I was just a momentary curiosity. There was no hostility mixed in that wave of magic. It was not directed at us. Moreover, I don’t think our enemies will be stupid. Until you reveal your identity, isn't it?" The old man smiled.

"Do you mean that there is a magician who does not belong to any faction hidden in this forest?" the young man asked.

"Yes, it should be like this. Just now I discovered that a certain place in the forest is out of reach of my mental power." The old man said.

"You should be able to see what kind of magician is hidden in the bottom, right" the girl asked, obviously interested in it.

"It’s not necessary. It’s quite dangerous. Miss, please remember that we don’t welcome other magicians to spy on our actions. That means complete hostility. If you don’t want to attract For necessary enemies, restrain your curiosity." The old man said with a slight seriousness.

The girl stretched her tongue out when she heard the old man's words.

"We don't need to be extravagant, let's continue on our way." The young master ordered.

The group returned to the carriage, and the carriage continued to move forward slowly.

At the end of the woods, Ribo finally waited for Mr. Hyde and their carriage.

Telling Mr. Hyde that after Baron Rona had set off a day earlier, Ribo tied the horse behind the carriage, and he climbed onto the luggage rack on the top of the carriage and started to meditate on his own.

Now, what he needs most is to understand the peculiar feeling when he entered the meditation state just now.

This feeling not only brings him strength, but also makes him a part of the element of wind, dancing with the free wind, passing the dense leaves and branches, and feeling the spirit of the wind. Everything that can be felt.

That feeling is really indescribable.

With this strange feeling, Riber not only found that the magic power in his body was quickly recovering, but also the three spells no longer seemed so obscure.

Ribo seems to have understood how to pronounce those divine texts naturally.

Those divine texts are like describing the feelings of the wind elves, each word describes their happiness, sorrow, sadness, and troubles. These divine texts are like talking to the wind elves, everything is so It's natural.

The elves of the happy wind taught him how to speak, a natural language that does not require any grammatical constraints, an ancient and mysterious language that has never changed since the world was created.

All this is full of charm for Ruibo, the charm of magic, the charm of nature.

Ribo fell into this infinite charm.

"What are you doing? Come down quickly, it's quite dangerous, in case a sticking branch will make you. You will fall off the carriage." Chauffer Ted said.

For Ruibo, who is immersed in the mysterious world, all the language of the world has been shielded from his eardrums, so he doesn't move at all.

"Come down, this is too dangerous." Ted raised his voice.

"Ted, let him go. You just need to be careful. Let's hurry." Mr. Hyde ordered from inside the carriage.

"Yes, master, I see, Yujia." Ted the coach drove the carriage cautiously.

However, it didn't take long before he was completely relieved.

Because, although the state of meditation is always maintained, Ruibo sitting on the luggage rack seems to be protected by something. Whenever encounters the extended branch right, Ruibo's body will naturally avoid the past. , That weird and weird evasive action really made Ted unable to treat this guy as a person.

Those movements are extremely strange, sometimes like a spider that can move at will, sometimes like an earthworm that can bend at will, and sometimes like a gecko that is crushed extremely flat. , Those movements are weird.

Although Ted doesn't know what Ribo is doing, he at least knows that there is no need to worry about this strange guy.

The carriage continued on the forest path.

The trees in the Bart Forest are quite dense, and the sunlight that penetrates the layers of branches and casts onto the ground is extremely sparse and dim.

So there is not much light on Tong County Avenue that can illuminate the road ahead.

When the sun gradually sets to the west, it becomes more difficult to see the road in front of you.

Fortunately, Ted is an excellent driver, which is nothing to him. He can even be illuminated by a dim lantern in the dark night, and he can also drive safely in this rough road. On the bumpy road.

However, there is still one thing he needs to consider.

Tonight, where they stopped to rest, although it is not impossible to rush overnight, and both Mr. Hyde and Eckert are already accustomed to this kind of travel.

However, there was no need to hurry, and Ted was not interested in doing such thankless things.

If you want to go through the Butte Forest, it will take two days anyway. It's still a starry night, and you can't stop to rest in the middle.

If it is not very urgent, and if you go at the usual speed, you will have to extend the time by one day.

However, in this way, you have to find a place to stop and rest.

Bart Forest is full of trees. It is not easy to find an open space that can accommodate the entire carriage.

Fortunately, the traders who have been on this road for many years have already opened up a dozen places for rest on both sides of Tongjun Avenue.

Ted wondered, where will he settle down tonight? I remember that there is a place to rest not far in front, but it’s still early, so you can rush a little more, and there is a pretty good rest place ten kilometers ahead. There is also a small stream where you can boil water. It is more convenient to drink horses.

Make up his mind, Ted drove forward in the carriage. Although he would definitely be able to get there before dark, Ted still hoped to arrive earlier. After all, no one would like to pitch a tent in the dark.

The road from Lay to Searthburg, Ted is already too familiar with it. He knows where there is a ditch, where it is not easy to drive, and where there is a turn, so , He can even be said to be equal to the driving speed and the certainty of when to reach the destination.

As he expected, when the afterglow of the sun was still obliquely shining on the Bart Forest, the forest rest area was right in front of him.

On the nearly six hectares of land on both sides of the road in front of me, there are five or six empty and treeless flats scattered across the road. A stream flows slowly from not far away, sending out a mellow stream running and singing. the sound of.

Ted drove the carriage to one of the stops. Not far away, another carriage was parked there.

It seems that they are a group of merchants from other places in France that can be seen all year round on this road.

From the dilapidated carriage and the goods on the carriage, it seems that these traders don't have much oil and water on them. Perhaps it is precisely because of this that they dare to come out with only these bodyguards.

Although, there have always been few bandits along the way from Lai to Sorthburg, but outside the boundaries of Searthburg, it is not peaceful. Therefore, those merchants in the past will generally hire in groups Dozens of bodyguards act together. Although this will cost a lot, it will not cost too much if a few companies share it.

Only those weak traders take the risk of bringing a few followers, but they don't have a lot of goods, and they are not afraid of being robbed.

Ted estimated the details of these people, although these traders have nothing to worry about, but presumably Mr. Hyde would not want to be disturbed by them, so Ted chose a place to stop away from these people.

Mr. Hyde, Kyle and Eckert all got off the horse. For Eckert, this good night's sleep along the way more or less made up for his lack of sleep. Now, for him, it's quite good to walk around and get a clear head.

As for Ribo, he continued his meditation practice on the top of the carriage.

Ted used the brakes to fix the wheels of the carriage, and then he greeted the guy driving the carriage behind to take the horses to the creek to drink water, and filled the bucket.

Pitching up tents, cooking water and cooking are all his duties. It is impossible for Eckert, Kelller and Mr. Hyde to take care of these chores.

The only thing that bothered Ted was that the little guy Riber was sitting on the top of the carriage with the tent and sleeping mats under his hips.

Ted climbed onto the roof and hugged Ribo down. What made him feel unexpected is that Ribo’s body has become extremely light, as if there is no weight at all. Ted doubts that he can use it. A finger lifted this little guy's body up.

Magic is really incredible, Ted sighed in his heart.

Ribo is a magician, it is no secret to them, Ted has heard of it a long time ago.

Putting the little guy on a tree stump next to him, Ted continued his work.

All of this is so natural. In the eyes of others, they are just a group of wealthy business families traveling abroad.

The old master sat comfortably on the recliner and watched the sunset in the Butte Forest. Standing beside him was a personal bodyguard, with sharp eyes looking around.

The tutor or private secretary seems to be not quite used to this trip, and is pacing along the forest trail to recover from the fatigue of the trip.

The young master is sitting on a tree stump dozing off, maybe this is his first trip.

The two servants were so busy taking care of everything.

All these are so commonplace.

However, the person sitting in the merchant carriage on the other side of the forest definitely didn't think so.

"It's the kid I saw just now, and the horse." The young man in the group said.

"It's the boy who passed us just now. You said his riding skills are as good as yours?" His sister asked curiously.

Obviously, because of her age, she is absolutely unwilling to call that jockey a child like her brother, because they are indeed similar.

"What is he doing?" asked the youngest of the bodyguards.

"I don't know, maybe I was dozing off. The journey was hard enough, and I was a little tired."

The other bodyguard said.

"He seems to be meditating." The young lady guessed suspiciously.

"That's right, miss, that young man is indeed meditating." The old man's voice came from behind him: "It seems that the magic wave I felt just now was caused by him."

"Is he strong?" the young master asked. He is not interested in magic, the only thing that worries him is the strength of the opponent.

"For his age, he is unlikely to possess strong magic power. However, the strength of a magician is not divided by how much magic power he possesses. This young man can resonate with the wind, which is most A magician who has studied magic for a lifetime can't do it. Therefore, in terms of talent alone, this young man is outstanding. In my opinion, his future is limitless." The old man said in a slow and melodious voice.

"A potentially huge threat." The apparently leader among the bodyguards said to himself.

"Brother, do you want?" The girl made a gesture around her neck, her meaning was quite obvious.

The young man groaned for a while, and finally shook his head and said, "There is no need to branch out."

"The right choice, at least I think so." The old man nodded approvingly: "Moreover, we have to be prepared. I feel danger is slowly coming here after all."

"What is coming is finally here." The bodyguard leader said, his tone full of determination.

"Best, the guy who came will solve the trouble by the way." The little girl said, and her eyebrows were slightly raised. For those who are familiar with her character, it is very clear that this lady is Plan a conspiracy.

Ribo, sitting on a tree stump in the distance, meditating, didn't know someone was counting on him.

Maybe it’s because the surroundings are full of human breath, maybe it’s because the activities of these people interfere with the tranquility of nature, and those wind elves who fly freely and shuttle through the deep forest obviously also don’t like these sudden outsiders. .

The wind elves gradually dispersed.

Ribo couldn't sense anything anymore, he slowly woke up from a state of meditation.

When he fully regained consciousness, a strong smell of roasted meat plunged into his nose.

Ribo felt his stomach growl. He hasn't eaten any food since he had breakfast, and he is really hungry now.

In the distance, Ted was attentively grilling two pieces of marinated beef, and he was cautiously spreading honey over and over and evenly on the barbecue.

Large drops of grease fell onto the burning fire below, bursting into flames.

Blue smoke wrapped in bursts of mouth-watering fragrance floating into the air, and it was these fragrances that dispelled the spirits of the wind.

Ribo feels more hungry.

"I'm hungry, here you are." Eckert's voice came from behind, and he held a plate in his hand. The plate was filled with conch meat with a thick layer of sauce.

Although this is also extremely delicious food, the aroma of barbecue is even more tempting for Ruibo.

But he was quite aware that the real Ribo, Byndit never picked meat.

Sometimes that peculiar recipe is a huge burden for him.

Knowing that there is no room for change, Ruibo had to take the plate and eat it silently, but the strong smell of barbecue is still so charming.

Ribo sighed secretly. He endured the temptation to clean up the food in front of him. His current identity is Ribo, Byndit, so everything must be touched with the real Master Byndit Same.

Eckert has told himself countless times that a person’s habits and hobbies are the easiest place for others to accept his identity, and at the same time, it is also the easiest place to reveal his identity. In these respects, nothing can be wrong. .

After dinner, the night was getting deeper. Ted lit a few oil lamps around. Although the dim oil lamps could not illuminate everything, they at least dispelled the gloomy feeling of the forest at night. .

Mr. Hyde doesn't like the smell of smoke and dust. During his travels, he always hopes to breathe the fresh air in the wild. Therefore, they rarely burn campfires when they go out.

There are also very few beasts in the Bart Forest. Humans have walked through this dense jungle for hundreds of years. All these have driven the beasts to a few remote areas deep in the forest, and dozens of them are on both sides of Tongjun Avenue. It is rare to hear large animals appearing in the area of ​​kilometers.

The Butter Forest in the middle of the night seemed so peaceful and serene, only the occasional two voices of joking and laughing from the traders in the distance.

After resting for a while, after digesting the food in his stomach a little, Ribo went back to his tent to rest.

His tent is independent and can only accommodate one mattress, but for a traveler, this is enough.

Lying in the quilt, Ribo pondered the amazing discovery during the day. He never thought that he could feel the presence of the wind elves. It would be fine if Ms. Masek was by his side now. This matter should be good. Ask clearly.

After waking up from the meditation, Ribo clearly felt that his body was full of magic, which was a feeling that he had never felt before.

Ribo doesn't know if this miraculous thing will happen again in the future, maybe, all of this can only happen in the depths of this vast and uninhabited forest.

The night is getting deeper, but the forest at night is not as quiet as Ribo imagined.

Night is the world of the little creatures, full of insects and frogs everywhere, and occasionally two clear birdsong across the sky.

The sound of rushing leaves rubbing against each other, and the sound of gurgling water also added infinite vitality to the silent night.

Listening to the waltz played by nature, Ruibo fell asleep deeply.

The night is dense, and the moon is at the tip of the moon. For humans, the night belongs to the **** of sleep.

I don't know how much time has passed. Riber suddenly woke up. He heard an abnormal noise outside. It was the sound of someone walking carefully in the water.

At the beginning, one of the courses developed by Kelller was to keep oneself vigilant when sleeping, because for a person who lives in the shadow of the sword all day, night is often the most dangerous , From the darkness, deadly daggers or crossbow arrows may appear at any time.

Therefore, it is a skill that every assassin must master to still be able to detect abnormal conditions outside while sleeping.

In fact, in Mr. Hyde’s manor, almost everyone has this ability.

In order to have this ability, Ruibo did not suffer less. However, Kierle’s training was extremely difficult, and he was already exhausted after a day. Therefore, keeping vigilant sleep at all times became completely impossible.' Sui.

However, Kyle’s education was not in vain. When Ribo was free to pick up and was no longer so tired every day, he found that he had been able to do as well as most people in the manor.

Although, this is also very good, but maybe from now on, the sweet sleep will become a beautiful thing in my past memory for myself, just like when I was with Aunt Betty, this The extremely warm life will never come back.