Chapter 84 Joint Action
◎The little white cat meowed softly, then bumped into the wooden box in a daze, and its head suddenly turned like a duck.◎
The evening breeze on the plains was filled with ice and snow, scraping away the fat on the skin layer by layer, piercing the bone marrow and causing pain.
Hee, the temperature difference on the grassland is even greater!
The Huns wrapped themselves in thick sheepskin, and fashionable young men and women liked to make waistcoats out of wolfskin and embellish them with dyed beads.
Before the sun set, they set up simple tents in a dry place using wood, furs and large cloth.
In warm weather, there's no need to bother with this. As long as you're healthy, you can even sleep on the dirt. But in winter, you can't risk your life. If a heavy snow falls overnight, even the strongest of men will be wiped out. Not everyone has golden blood.
"I understand what you mean, sister. You plan to follow the wedding procession and keep an eye on them while doing business."
Sonny enthusiastically led them inside, passing by one simple tent after another, and walked to an open area.
The Huns were busy, lighting a fire and throwing dried meat and tubers into a large pot to cook.
There were also a few people who had probably just returned from hunting in the forest, and were roasting skinned birds and pigs over the fire, with a smell of smoke and grease.
"No need to say that, I just..."
"I just feel uneasy. I want to make sure that my lover's heart is still with me." Sunny said this in a singing voice, and the Hungarians beside him danced with passion and vigor.
"Wow!" Melia was hit in the foot and swung her little fist, but was caught steadily by Sonny.
"No, sister~ If you make a scene like this in front of them, they'll think you're my wife's sister~"
"You, ahhh, forget it! Stop making trouble." Melia dropped her hands in frustration. Sonny was right, wasn't it just making trouble?
If anyone, besides the treasure-hungry Caesar, did anything wrong, it would be Elena, who was being lured by the profit! Humph!
"But I won't hide it from you, sister. This road is not safe. Greece has been very strange lately."
"Huh?"
"Sister, you'd better not get involved. Those royal families will always find a way to protect themselves." Sunny pointed to his head and said, "Go home and get some sleep. Wait until the situation settles down before running back here. Elena can't escape."
Is this still the Sunny who wanted to chop off the black bear's paw when he ran over? She said so, it seems that Greece is really dangerous.
Melia thought for a moment, then raised her head expectantly. "I can hire you guys, right? From what you said, Athens is the most dangerous. Then just send me to the edge of Athens."
"It's not about the money—"
“The goods here, all the goods.”
"hiss……"
Sonny gasped dramatically and smiled wryly, "Hey, that's a lot, huh?"
"So much is not acceptable?" There was a lot of valuable cargo inside; the shock-absorbing carriage alone would have been enough to cover the entire trip's escort fee. If Sunny refused, she would have considered whether Athens was overrun by Cthulhu monsters. She would have fled with Elena and been reborn.
Under her worried gaze, Sonny's expression changed: "Okay, absolutely okay!"
They extended their hands and shook hands in public, indicating that the deal was done.
After letting go, Sonny tilted his head thoughtfully: "Sister, I thought you were going to mention my slave status. I haven't redeemed myself yet. You can use this as a bargain."
[Sunny]'s value is naturally more than an escort. She is now the leader of this group of Huns, so she will naturally pay attention to her promises.
She had anticipated many answers in her mind, such as "I'm saving your face," "We have a good relationship, and the money we earned has already been settled..."
But Melia just blinked and asked calmly: "When were you a slave?"
"...Huh, are you complimenting me?"
"A compliment?"
Melia exhaled, looked at the sizzling barbecue next to her, swallowed her saliva, and said absentmindedly: "Your heart is free, your soul belongs to you, who can be your master?"
[And you said it wasn't a compliment.] Sonny opened his mouth and wanted to say this with a smile, but suddenly a soreness came over his eyes.
If this is a flattering lie, then what a superb acting skill it must have been.
Melia's expression, tone and posture at this moment seemed to not belong to this world. Everything about her was like a bird flapping its wings high, with a sense of floating as it should be.
The girl spun around and said, "Isn't it a good thing to let free people stay free?"
Sonny's smile faded, then quickly returned. "Yeah, good. Okay, let's go eat, sis."
…
The moon hung in the sky, and a tall bonfire was set up in front of the temporary camp.
"Here, let me toast you first." Sonny sat cross-legged on the fur, filled two golden cups with wine with his own hands, then gestured to Melia and drank it all.
The Hungarians cheered, and everyone looked at Melia eagerly: they could only continue drinking after the guests finished drinking.
She lifted the wine glass with difficulty and took a sip. Her tongue stretched out painfully. "It's so bitter. Didn't you add any syrup? Drinking is bad for your health. How about we have tea instead of wine?"
At least the Romans added water and sugar to wine to make it into alcoholic juice. Pure wine is too strong!
The Huns were stunned by her words. After a moment, some shouted angrily, while others whispered, "Hey, this Roman speaks Hungarian very well. He must have been a hostage for a long time before, right?"
"Hahahahahaha!" Sonny pounded the table and laughed out loud.
After a while, she wiped her tears and straightened up: "Sister, my dear sister. You can speak our language, but how come you don't know any customs? If you don't drink this glass of wine, be careful that they will bury you in the ground in the middle of the night~"
As she spoke, she put a few candies into the wine and pushed the newly filled wine glass over.
Damn it, since it’s a custom, we can only do as the Romans do.
Melia picked up the wine glass and drank it all in a tragic manner.
“Ugh—” My eyes went dark. No, I don’t want to fall into my own vomit… Wuuuu, can I start over?
The sky, the sky is going away...
"Miss!!!" Someone was lying under him, but his consciousness was already confused.
…
I feel so dizzy…it hurts so much!
"Meow!" The little white cat meowed softly, bumped into the wooden box in a daze, and its head suddenly turned like a duck.
Uh, I'm not dead yet?
Melia opened her eyes. She should not be dead. If she were dead, she would have seen the cover of "Rose Queen" briefly. This is not a wasteland... Whose garden is this?
Although she could return to her body immediately, she subconsciously felt that this was not a good idea: if the cat soul could leave her body directly, there must be something wrong with her body, and it might be itchy and painful.
There aren't even any painkillers these days, so I might as well just turn into a cat and hide. Hopefully, Mr. Pados is knowledgeable enough to find a witch doctor in the Greek city-state who can help me.
Pasha, she emerged from the bushes and saw a familiar figure: "Meow~Meow?!"
The coquettish meow was suppressed in his mouth, and the ending sound was distorted into a babbling sound.
Elena turned around, lifted her blonde hair in surprise, and wiped the blood off her face: "Memei, can you leave Rome?"
She dropped the shovel with a click. Antonio turned his head to look at the little white cat, nodded politely, and continued to complete the task at hand: digging a hole to bury the body.
There were at least a dozen headless corpses lying on the ground, with a pool of blood winding down, staining the flowers and the originally gorgeous robes red.
Haha, haha.
You, your "relationship" has progressed to this point. I came to the wrong place.
The white cat retreated repeatedly and soon fell back into the bushes under the corridor, with only a part of its tail exposed.
Elena followed reluctantly, not daring to move too much and scare the kitten away. She stretched out her finger and teased it not far away: "Don't be afraid, they are the bad guys, and the bad guys have all been killed."
This sounds so suspicious!
Two cat ears quietly rose up and passed through the bushes: "Really? Where are the others? Didn't you bring a lot of guards? Did they die together or something..."
"Them? Don't worry, they're all guarding outside. There are still some cultists who need to be dealt with." Elena reached into the bushes, ignoring the small thorns, and stroked the cat's head. "It seems the mayor here is performing some kind of human sacrifice. We caught him, so this is it."
you……
A cat head popped out from the bushes, followed by its claws: "Your experience has been too rough, hasn't it?" Could it be that because the original plot has deviated too much, some kind of restraining force began to pull it back?
"Haha." Elena picked up the kitten, her complex emotions masked by a smile. Of course, there was more to the truth than just a few words, but there was no need to worry the kitten. Even if they wanted to discuss it, they had to wait until Antonio was away.
"Hmm..." The cat patted her body with its paws, and the little white cat obediently wrapped itself in a scarf. Just as she was about to give a few more instructions, she suddenly felt her body shake, and with a snap, it disappeared.
"Your Highness Elena, is that talking cat your friend?" Antonio put down the shovel. The pit was already big enough. Although it couldn't bury so many bodies, it was more than enough to bury the ashes.
I hope the guards outside are doing well and don't let even one member of the lord's family escape.
That kitten looked familiar, such a white cat—was it the same one by the Temple of Diana? He silently noted in his mind: Caesar's assassination, Elena, this cat… could there be any connection between them?
Elena turned her back to him and walked towards the closed door at the back of the corridor: "Don't try, our transaction has nothing to do with her."
"Well, if you say it's irrelevant, then it's irrelevant."
Antonio smiled and left the pit, then walked over to her side. "Your Highness, I also have a share of what's in there."
"Gold coins? Half and half."
"And those that are not gold coins."
"snort."
They looked at each other knowingly, broke the door lock at the same time, and stepped into the heavily sealed door.
There should have been several skilled guards behind this door, but these guards had died in vain at the banquet: who told their master to be so foolish as to dare to assassinate the royal family passing by?
Elena was very curious about what kind of evil god was enshrined inside that could make the lord assassinate her regardless of the risk of provoking a war.
The firelight illuminated the dim room, which was filled with statues of gods. In the center was a statue of the Queen of Heaven, the guardian of the family. Apart from its dull color, resembling some kind of rusted copper, it seemed unremarkable.
Elena looked down at her feet, avoiding the intersecting prismatic patterns. They carefully circled the room, but couldn't find anything special.
Just as she was about to go out quickly and gather the team to leave, Antonio took out a gem from his arms and shook it on the floor.
A familiar smell spread instantly. They didn't see anything, but inexplicably thought of the same guy.
"Pixie."
"Fairy Sage."
It was the smell of goblin scale powder, but without the strange smell of dew.
Antonio put away the gem and said meaningfully, "This magic item is very limited in its function. It can only track the [Anomalies] we have encountered."
Fortunately, the two were lucky enough. Who would have thought that apart from this group of followers who were deceived by the fairies, there were other people who had seen real fairies?
…
As soon as Melia woke up, she saw many worried and embarrassed faces.
It’s different from what I imagined. My body doesn’t hurt or itch, and it seems like there’s nothing wrong?
"Miss, you should have a good rest." Taffy covered her forehead with a newly changed hot towel. Ronnie stood not far away with drifting eyes, as if thinking about something weird.
Sunny walked towards her, followed by an old woman with wrinkles on her face. The old woman held an ancient silver bell in her hand and had layers of colorful cloth wrapped around her head. It was obvious that she was a very advanced magician.
Uh, could it be that the goblin's curse has taken effect?!
Normally, she would say, "You have three months left to live. Go do what you want."
The old man whispered to Sonny.
Sunny coughed lightly and smiled brightly: "Congratulations, sister - you are pregnant."
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Thanks to Chui Chui, nanaya_scarlet, and Lei Lei who is intolerant of ao~
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