The Wizard World: 030 Sequela 1

After playing with the emerald ring for a while. Angele carefully repacked it and hid it under her chest.

The whimpering sound of the wagon wheels keep coming from the window. The carriage also jitters rhythmically with the sound.

The baron is sitting opposite, holding a black wine pouch, taking a sip from time to time. "Fortunately, I encountered a small river a few days ago, and everyone washed their clothes and clothes, otherwise the whole team is estimated to be smelly." He said with a smile.

Angel laughed too. "But our drinking water is limited, and it is good to take a bath for more than ten days. Now everyone can smell a sweaty smell when they approach each other."

The baron is helpless. "There is no way. According to the map, this is the route with the shortest water source."

Angele looked at his father's wrinkled face, and his once proud and strong expression was becoming more and more exhausted. The heavy injuries and sequels caused his strong will to start to shake slowly. Perhaps there is a betrayal of friends and brothers.

Angele sighed. He knew how badly the betrayal of the Knights of Otis had hit his father. But such things can only slowly dilute time.

"So, father, I'll go to the carriage behind," Angle said gently.

The baron nodded. "Go. Don't do strenuous activities, just do whatever you want."

Angele nodded, looking at the baron's somewhat old face. Sighed in my heart. He pulled the curtain and jumped out of the carriage.

The moment the curtain drew, the baron's long linen-colored hair also looked much bleak in the sun. He looked sideways out of the window, as if he was remembering something.

Angel's heart is slightly pantothenic acid. No more watching. Quickly walked towards the second carriage.

"Master Master Anglia."

"Master Angelo is down."

The soldiers who followed the carriage on both sides greeted Angela warmly. These soldiers made him feel more reliable than the reserve knights.

Angele smiled and nodded, jumping directly onto the second carriage.

The driver is Lady Maggie, Maggie's mother. This middle-aged woman in her forties has lost her young charm, and her skin wrinkles up early. It looks like an ordinary middle-aged woman. Mrs. Jayline smiled in awe when she saw Angliet getting on the carriage. "Master Angele, you are here."

"Well. Maggie, are they ready?" Angele asked, pulling the curtain.

"Listen to them, it's almost the same." Madam Jalen hurriedly answered.

"That's good." Angele nodded. Entered the compartment.

The entire carriage is large, equivalent to the size of a large RV on the earth in the previous life. It is directly the size of a large bedroom. Maggie, Celia, and some others, there are nine people, plus Mrs. Jaylin who drives, there are ten people, a carriage is all installed and it is only a little crowded.

Angel was also a bit surprised at first. But after seeing that the horse pulling the cart was twice the size of the earth horse, he was directly relieved. In this world, not only the physical fitness of human beings is strong, but also the physical fitness of animals is extremely strong.

In the carriage, Maggie and Celia are leaning in the corner carefully organizing some messy flowers and plants, and bugs and fruits. Plant insects of various colors, such as red, green, yellow, blue, etc., are piled in the corners, directly occupying one corner of the carriage.

The rest are separated in other corners. Angle glanced at the carriage.

Apart from Maggie and Celia, then Maggie's father, Celia's mother. The other three teenagers were the baron's two sons and a daughter, who were gathering to tease a few little ants. Another was Henry, the tired pharmacist, leaning on the carriage with his eyes closed to sleep. The little girl Cecilia crouched in a corner by herself, sleeping on a thin quilt.

The three half-brothers and sisters of Angele also bowed their heads in awe when they saw him getting on the bus. These days, they have also fully recognized the status and strength of Angele.

"Brother Angele." Celia and Maggie took the initiative to put down a purple grass root in their hands and whispered greetings.

"How's it going?" Angle glanced at the flowers and grass in the corners of the eyes.

"According to your instructions, we have collected hundreds of different plants and insects these days. Except for some highly toxic and non-harvesting, others are already here." Maggie rushed to answer . Demonstrators looked at Celia.

"Thank you so much." Angell didn't mind. She flicked Maggie and squeezed her hands on her sloping hips. Then kissed gently on Celia's lips again. "Well, you guys have a good rest." Taking a cloth bag with plants and bugs from the corner, Angle jumped out of the carriage again. Take a few steps and hop back into the last carriage.

This carriage is driven by Captain Mark. There were no people on it, all things like clothing, food and water.

"Have your father been here these days? With Mrs. Katyusha." Angelle asked in passing.

Mark shook his head. "Master Baron is feeling very depressed recently. Master, if you have time, please enlighten him."

Angele nodded. Mrs. Katyusha was Celia's mother, a voluptuous and wise woman. If before, the baron might not have liked her, after all, there were more beautiful women in the castle. But this time, when inquiring about the people who stayed, the women of the baron, only Mrs. Katyusha, chose to stay alone. This caused the baron to be fond of her. I was quite interested in the third carriage with Katyusha every day. But the Baron has rarely been with her since the last time Angli was injured.

"Father has really not been very well lately, rest assured, just a moment later." Angle reluctantly.

"Hmm ....." Mark sighed and stopped talking.

Angele lifted the curtain and entered the compartment. In addition to the heavy loads of debris, there is a bed area in the cabin for people to move around.

Angele sat down on a wooden box. Put down the bag on your hand. Then open the bag and pull out a little fuchsia leaf, put it into the mouth and chew it gently.

Angele's face also frowned as he chewed the mauve leaves. Obviously the taste is not so good. A moment later, a flash of disappointment flashed on his face. Take out the prepared cloth piece and spit out the leaf residue in your mouth. His hand reached into the bag again and caught a fat green caterpillar. This caterpillar is similar to the caterpillar of the earth, but it has two heads, like a tree branch. Angele took it in his hand, and both heads of the caterpillar kept twisting. The skin was wrinkled and looked disgusting.

Angel's face was a bit ugly. He squeezed **** the hand, and the worm was immediately broken, and the turquoise body fluid slowly flowed down his hand. He stretched out his other hand, with a little fluid on his index finger, and put it into his mouth.

"Eh!" He frowned. After a moment, there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes. Angele continued to reach out for the next plant or bug.

This was repeated until all the bags in my hand became empty, and then I was relieved.

"I found two." He murmured, putting a bunch of black raspberries back into the bag, and the other was a triangular green leaf.

These days, he has discovered more than twenty things that can enhance his physical fitness. It's all tried from hundreds and thousands of plant bugs. Only four of these twenty kinds have no side effects. The rest have major or minor side effects. All were abandoned by Anglieu.

Of course, the storage capacity of the chip is to record all the data of these plants and insects. Some plants and bugs that have no amplification effect have been recorded one by one after analysis, which serves as a database of rich chips. So that it can be called later when needed.

On the floor of the car on the right, there are already a pile of mess on the rolled out cloth. Angele carefully wrapped the cloth and jumped out of the carriage and fell directly on the grass. Then he returned to the carriage.

"Zero, how much information has been recorded in total," Angler asked.

"A total of 2341 plants, 49 insects, and 21 animal tissues." Zero number accurately reported the data.

"So much ..." Angele took a deep breath. Lost in thought.

"Brother Angele?" "Are you, Brother Angele?" Maggie's voice came from outside the curtain.

Angel returned to God. "Come in."

A youthful and energetic figure got into the curtain.

Maggie is a girl with a very precocious curve. But at the age of thirteen, it is the same curve as a fifteen-year-old **** earth. Tall breasts, plump buttocks, slender waist. Although only wearing a gray dress and boots, this beautiful girl can also show her most proud side. It is still the dress that resembles an ol woman, exposing most of the rounded thighs above the knee. The fair and tender young girl's skin was shaking in front of Angle, reflecting a faint white fluorescence.

"Brother Angele, I'll come and change my clothes." Maggie stood in front of Angler, with a voice like a mosquito.

Angel's heart glowed a faint glow. He pulled Maggie over and let her sit in front of him. "What are you going to change?" He whispered in Maggie's ear.

"I'll change ... change underwear ..." Maggie's cheeks were flushed, obviously not really for clothes.

Angel's face moved, stroking Maggie's shoulder-length hair gently. Smelling the body fragrance on the girl. "Then I'll go out first." He whispered with a smile.

Maggie shook her head slightly, her face shy. "I ... I want you to change for me ....."

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