The Wizard World: 033 Philip 2

"Captain Mark, I'll fill some water." Angle shook the water bag and laughed.

"There aren't many left," Mark said helplessly. "The knight master just came over again to get a bucket of clean water. He said he was going to do laundry."

"Washing clothes? It's raining in the sky, isn't there a water basin for washing clothes?" Angele frowned. "Forget it, fill it with water, I'll get some jam and white bread. My stomach is a bit hungry."

Mark smiled bitterly. "Master, only black bread is left. The white bread was taken away by those two knight masters."

Angele froze. "Take it away?"

"Yeah." Mark nodded.

Angel was a little upset. "I'll go in and see for myself." He opened the curtain and went into the compartment.

The compartments that were originally full were already a little empty. The brown wooden barrels piled up one by one were about half missing. Angele went to the waist-high bucket on the left and opened the lid to take a look. It was empty inside. He frowned, walked to the second bucket, unbuttoned the lid, and was still empty.

The third, fourth, and fifth are all empty. Only the last two buckets were half-looking. There was already ignition in Anglia. When he came to see the day before yesterday, it was just a bucket empty. In two days now, four large buckets were actually empty. This water is enough for everyone to drink for more than a week.

Hurriedly scooped a pour of water into the sac, and Angele closed the bucket lid. Open the wooden barrel on the right with food such as bread, jam, jerky, etc. It was full of black brown bread, and the jerky was missing a lot, leaving only a little left. Angell took out a dark loaf of bread. I took some jerky again. Frown and close the lid. Get out of the carriage and go straight back to the first carriage.

The baron hasn't returned yet. Angele sat alone at the table and looked at the brown bread on his hand. A long piece of dark bread pinches up to a piece of wood. Extremely hard. The black surface is a strip of yellow stripes. It's about the same size as two fists. It's white inside. He took the end of the bread and brought it to his mouth to bite hard. There was a squeak, and the bread sounded like a wooden block. Fine white bread crumbs scattered from the crack. Angler's face was also a little gloomy. The taste of dark bread is like eating sawdust, and it tastes dry. This made his mood even worse.

Wow! There was a sound of splashing water from the back compartment.

Angel pulled open the curtains, leaned out and looked back.

I saw a silver armored knight holding a silver basin on the carriage where the count was riding. Half eaten white bread was thrown on it. These breads were eaten in the softest part in the middle, the rest were left. Extremely wasteful.

Angel jerked a few times. Looking at the brown bread on his hand and the white bread on the grass outside, his face was even more ugly.

Taking a deep breath, he frowned and lowered the curtains, and his stomach quickly resolved the dark bread on his hand. Then eat the jerky a few times and take a sip of water. It's just a little more comfortable.

Calm down, Anglieu leaned back on the carriage. Don't think about the count. Start the daily query status.

"Zero, check my physical condition," he meditated.

"Testing ..... Angelio: Strength 2.9. Dexterity 4.1. Physique 2.5. Now has reached the genetic limit. Status: Healthy." Zero number quickly obtained the data.

Angel's face changed slightly. "Finally the limit ..." He felt a little lost in his heart. Such strength is completely worthless in this dangerous world. Can only be considered a little self-protection in front of.

He changed his face a few times, and found the emerald ring again from the clothes on his chest.

The gems on the ring are dull and full of cracks, and the characters on them are completely covered by the cracks. Angele rubbed the surface of the ring.

"There is no way to improve my physical fitness, then this mysterious power is likely to be my only chance to become stronger." He carefully looked at the emerald on the ring.

He has repeatedly observed this ring hundreds of times. However, compared to the first time, only a line of letters engraved on the metal ring of the ring were found.

‘University of Ramsoda-Wines’ This is what the letters mean.

"University of Ramsoda ... I don't know where it is?" Anglo murmured. "This Wines is probably the name of the original owner of this ring. This person should be a real wizard." He guessed.

After playing with the ring for a while, and still found nothing, Angele carefully hides it in his chest clothes. Although the ring's energy is exhausted, this is the only thing related to the power of the wizard, and Angliel feels that it is likely to get more clues from the ring. So still cherish it.

The team continued for two days.

Because of the lack of water, everyone had to start using gauze to filter the water in the puddles on the grassland. After the filtered water was tried by the horse thief, everyone dared to drink it in small quantities.

The convoy stopped by a puddle. Gloomy clouds covered the sky.

A silver armored knight stood on the edge of a puddle with her arms crossed, dissatisfied. "Why stop? Hurry forward and hurry, we will soon be able to cross the border, and now there may be chasing troops at any time behind!"

Angel and the baron stood behind, full of anger.

It's not that the three counts moved several buckets of water to his carriage, and the rest of the water was not enough to drink. Who would they stop to filter the water on the grassland to drink? This water is potentially toxic.

"Wait a minute, it should be all right." The baron murmured, holding back.

The soldiers and the female relatives all got out of the car and started working together, filling the barrel with water. Although the water was muddy and mixed with mud and grass roots, it was better than not having to drink. As long as it is filtered well, it will be much cleaner.

In the carriage, Count Philip rubbed his eyes and got out of the carriage. Seeing everyone from a distance. Quickly walked over.

"Why don't you hurry?" he said deeply.

The elder frowned after another knight explained to him in a low voice. "It's really troublesome!" He snorted. Gaze swept through the crowd. Suddenly his eyes brightened.

"Lord Kyle," he exclaimed.

The baron quickly turned around and came over to salute. "Master, is there anything wrong?"

Philip frowned. "I still have a few maids here to take care of my life. Wait for the two girls to get on my carriage. Are you okay?" He pointed to Maggie and Celia standing beside the puddle.

The baron looked in the direction he was pointing. His face sank. About to speak.

"This, I'm afraid it won't work." A voice interjected from the side. Angler approached with a smile. "The two are working now. I'm afraid I can't serve you, Earl." But he knew in his heart that the so-called care life, to put it plainly, was to let Maggie and Celia come to the door for three of them to play. . The two young girls had long been regarded as his privately owned Angele.

Philip looked closely at Angele. "I remember you," he said lightly. "That day shot more than ten horse thieves in succession. You are very nice. I admire you as a brave man."

Angel bowed slightly. "Thank you for your compliment, Lord Earl."

"It's getting late," said the count calmly. "The two women will come over. I'm tired. I'll go back to rest first." He turned and walked directly to the carriage. The two knights followed closely.

Angel's face changed. The baron's face also changed.

Angel slowly touched the hilt of her waist with her right hand. Snapped! The baron grabbed his hand. Shake your head slightly. "Don't be impulsive." Angele suppressed his anger. Slowly release your hands and hang down to relax. There was a slight smile on his face. "I know father."

The baron nodded and let go. Whispering: "I'll take care of this, I'll go tell them. Don't be impulsive, it's not worth it!" Angri nodded. Take a deep breath.

The baron told him a few more words, and then went straight to the count's carriage.

Angel was also a little relieved. His father knew that he had a relationship with Celia and Maggie. This matter should be handled properly. Take a deep breath again. He licked his lips and turned to look at the puddle.

Two pretty young girls, Maggie and Celia, are helping to pour water into the bucket. The wind on the grassland was blowing, driving the two women's subtle shawl long hair. The clothes on her body were also blown close to the body, revealing the green and pure curve. This also made Angel's mood slightly lower.

Soon, the baron came over from the carriage. Chong Angli nodded. "It's all right."

"Thank you father." Angele was relieved.

"Don't provoke Philip, we may rely on him more in the future," the baron urged.

"I see." Angele nodded. He glanced at the count's carriage with the light of the corner of his eye, his eyes narrowed slightly.

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