After completing the mission, the two began to return.
As dusk approached, the mountain road became dim, and a layer of gray clouds floated in the sky, and a drizzle began to fall.
Loran Hill (Messia) raised her hands to block the fine raindrops and stood on a hill looking into the distance.
"It's a bit of a stretch to get back before dark, and the rain is getting heavier."
There are no roads in the mountains, and once the ground is soaked by rain, it becomes muddy. Getting your clothes dirty is a small matter, but traveling in the rain is definitely not a wise choice.
"Let's find a place to rest for the night." The girl turned around and looked at Lottie beside her.
"Yeah." Lottie nodded, then followed Messia in front.
After walking in the mountains for a long time, Messia brought Lottie to the foot of a rock. Looking at the sloping rock wall, the girl drew her sword.
The pale purple sword blade flashed through the air, and then a rock fell off the rock wall, revealing a space where one could lean against it.
"You stay here for a while, I'll go find some firewood." Messia gave a simple instruction, then went to the nearby woods and picked up some dead branches that were slightly stained with rain and dew.
Soon after, a puff of green smoke rose, and then the firewood began to crackle and burn.
In this way, the two of them sat under the rock wall that sheltered them from the rain, gathered around a small campfire, drying their clothes and heating up their dry food.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Water droplets rolled down from the layers of leaves, dripping onto the ground, splashing continuous water. The outside world was hazy and noisy, and there were faint sounds of thunder coming from the distant sky.
Looking at the orange-red flame in front of her, a warm feeling came from the palm of her hand. Lottie felt a lot warmer, and Messia also took off her shoes, knelt sideways, and dried her wet socks.
Looking at Messia's serious and quiet expression, Lottie unconsciously raised the corners of her mouth slightly.
This swordsman girl also has a very cute side. Perhaps it was only then that she realized that the other person should be about the same age as herself, but she had been overshadowed by her extraordinary strength these days and had not noticed it.
"Where are you from, Sister Messia? The way you speak is very standard." Lottie was a little curious.
"Me?" Messia, also known as Loran Hill, tilted her head and thought about it.
How should I put it? It would be easy to expose myself if I said I was from the Empire, as I didn't understand the local customs and traditional lifestyle.
"I'm from Crancia. I grew up in a remote forest village."
"I don't think so. Sister Messia is so amazing and knows so much." Lottie hugged her knees, rested her chin on them, and looked at the girl in front of her.
"It's just a little bit amazing, actually. I've traveled a lot, so I've been to many places." The girl unwrapped the pancake wrapped in oil paper in her hand and placed it next to the fire, ready to bake it before eating.
"What about Lottie? Are you from the southern border?" Loran Hill also asked at this time.
"Well, yes. My house used to be quite big, but now, maybe I'm the only one." Lottie said in a flat tone. Under Loran Hill's guidance these days, she seemed to have become more open-minded.
"I'm sorry for bringing up sad memories for you."
"No need to apologize. In fact, I've been thinking about it every day recently and I'm used to it." Lottie turned her gaze to the campfire beside her. In the orange-yellow flames, memories of the past slowly emerged.
"Sister Messia should be able to guess that I am not from an ordinary family." Lottie suddenly spoke.
"I can probably feel it. After all, children of ordinary people wouldn't take such good care of themselves." Loran Hill smiled slightly. She had seen farm work when she was a child, and it was actually very hard work.
Hoeing is easy to say, but when the heavy hoe is grasped in the palm of the hand and struck hard against the earth, the children will know how hard the dried earth is, and how the recoil from the hoe handle is sharp and uncomfortable. The scorching sun and the mosquitoes in the grass are not pleasant things.
"I am indeed a child from a noble family." Lottie looked at the campfire and slowly talked about the past.
"My childhood life was indeed luxurious and happy, so that made me a bit willful."
"But that kind of life is over. After the Empire's defeat, my family was among those liquidated, stripped of their titles, and then suffered many misfortunes."
When these words that had been buried deep in her heart were spoken, Lottie's mood suddenly improved a lot.
"I escaped protected by my retainers and guards, but along the way the others gradually disappeared and became separated, so in the end I was the only one left."
"When I sleep, I often dream about many people, but I am also very scared and ashamed that I can't do anything for them."
"If it were my brother, he would probably seek revenge, but I'm just a coward and want to escape from all this." Staring blankly at the flames, Lottie spoke her true feelings.
"I can't do it. I don't know what is right, and it's even difficult to refute the accusations against my family."
The rain in the mountains and forests is continuous. From time to time, water droplets fall from the trees, dripping onto the ground, splashing fleeting water droplets, and some fall on the leaves, making a slight popping sound.
Listening to Lottie's words, Loran Hill didn't know how to comfort her, so he patted her back gently and sat with her.
The dough next to the flame slowly heated up, with some traces of burnt yellow appearing on the edges, and a faint fragrance spread in the rain.
"Have something to eat." The girl placed the warm pancake in Lottie's hand, then picked up a piece for herself and gently broke it open, revealing the steaming meat filling inside.
She ate in small bites because she was hungry after being outside all day.
The two of them ate heated dry food beside the cool rain, and a faint sense of satisfaction rose in their hearts.
If only there were a comfortable bed, Loran Hill thought. If Ye Ling were here, he would definitely ask the girl to conjure up a comfortable big bed, and then roll around on it, listening to the sound of rain and falling asleep.
But for now, for the sake of keeping my identity secret, I should just endure it for now. Or maybe, experiencing a different life is also a kind of fun.
She took off the cloak behind her and spread it on the stone surface inside the rock wall. Then the two of them sat on it, preparing to rest for a night against the stone wall.
By the way, her extraordinary sequence is about to advance, so why not do it tonight?
Thinking of this, Loran Hill closed his eyes, his thoughts gradually sank into the depths of his consciousness, and the silver metal-like extraordinary core in his body began to flicker.
The golden lines spread and expanded within the extraordinary core like burning charcoal, while the magic power continued to move forward along these lines, constantly running and gradually expanding.
After a long time, Loran Hill opened her eyes again. It was already late at night. She stared at the virtual screen in her field of vision, and her own panel also appeared.
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