Night Owl nodded repeatedly, but he was secretly overjoyed.
The soldier pointed to the surrounding terrain and began to explain at length.
From the hilltops in the east to the river in the west, from the woods in the south to the villages in the north.
He recounted everything, down to the smallest detail.
As the owl listened, he silently memorized all the information.
He was already plotting how to use this intelligence to give Java a "surprise".
He even secretly observed the surrounding terrain.
He even silently memorized the orientation of several crooked trees.
The soldier talked until his throat was dry, but the owl listened with great interest.
Night Owl chatted with the soldier for a few more minutes, talking about all sorts of random things.
They further observed the surrounding terrain.
He even silently memorized the orientation of several crooked trees nearby.
"Sir, I have other matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave now," Night Owl said, feigning farewell.
"Go on, go on!" the soldier waved his hand dismissively.
Night Owl turned and left, but he was secretly overjoyed.
He found a secluded spot and took a small bamboo tube out of his boot.
It contained a special potion and a piece of silk as thin as a cicada's wing.
He wrote the intelligence he had gathered on silk, then soaked it in a potion, and the silk immediately became blank.
He then tied the bamboo tube to the leg of a homing pigeon and released it.
This carrier pigeon has been specially trained to accurately deliver intelligence to Lu Yan.
After doing all this, Night Owl let out a long sigh of relief, a smug smile spreading across his face.
He had already seen the look of shock and delight on Lu Yan's face after receiving the intelligence.
The owl returned along the mountain path, in a cheerful mood, humming an unknown tune.
As he passed through a grove of trees, he suddenly heard a faint groan.
He stopped alertly and followed the sound.
Pushing aside the dense bushes, the sight before him took him by surprise...
What came into view was a woman dressed in gorgeous clothes, lying on the ground in a sorry state.
Her dress was covered in mud, and several tears revealed her snow-white skin.
The woman was beautiful, and even though she was pale at the moment, her noble demeanor was still evident.
However, she was barely breathing and on the verge of death, clearly suffering serious injuries.
Night Owl frowned slightly, thinking to himself:
"The collapse of the dam in Java has really had a ripple effect, even people of this status have been swept here."
He intended to leave, since saving people was an unnecessary trouble for him.
But the woman's tightly closed eyes had long eyelashes trembling slightly.
It was as if it were a silent cry for help, which inexplicably softened Night Owl's heart.
"Damn it, what's wrong with me?"
Night Owl cursed himself inwardly; he was always ruthless and decisive.
Why are you suddenly being so fussy today, when you're never soft-hearted?
"Never mind, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda, let's just consider it as accumulating good deeds."
He hesitated for a moment, then finally sighed, bent down, and gently helped the woman up.
The wounds were mainly concentrated on the legs and arms, and were not fatal.
However, if he loses too much blood and is not treated promptly, he probably won't live much longer.
"Hey, are you alright?"
Night Owl asked softly, his voice carrying a tenderness he himself was unaware of.
The woman did not react, but trembled slightly.
The owl picked her up and found that she was as light as a feather, and a gust of wind could blow her away.
He took the woman back to his hiding place—a secluded cave.
He took out some simple medicine from his pocket and carefully treated the woman's wounds.
These wound medicines were something he had smuggled from Lu Yan; he usually couldn't bear to use them.
Unexpectedly, this was used on a Javanese woman whom I didn't know at all.
After treating the wound, the owl found some clean water.
He gently wiped the dirt off the woman's face.
As the stains faded, the woman's original face gradually became visible.
It was an extremely beautiful face, with features so exquisite they looked like they had been sculpted.
Her skin was as white as jade, and even in such a disheveled state, her stunning beauty was still undeniable.
Night Owl stared at the face, stunned.
Having traveled all over the country for so many years, he has seen a lot and is quite knowledgeable.
But this was the first time he had ever seen a woman as beautiful as her.
After a long while, the woman slowly opened her eyes.
She looked around in horror at the strange man in front of her.
"Who...who are you?"
The woman asked weakly, her voice barely audible, yet filled with barely concealed fear.
"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."
Night Owl tried to make his tone sound gentle as he pointed to the wounds on the woman's body.
"I saw you were injured, so I helped you treat it."
The woman looked down at her wounds and saw that they had indeed been bandaged.
She was silent for a moment, then looked up at the night owl, her eyes still filled with suspicion:
Why...why did you save me?
"I……"
Night Owl was speechless for a moment. He couldn't very well say that he had just been soft-hearted, could he?
That would be so embarrassing.
"I was just passing by and saw that you were injured, so I just helped you out."
Upon hearing this, the woman's wariness lessened slightly, and she said softly:
"Thank you for saving my life, young master. I am Aisha, a princess of Java."
"Princess?"
Night Owl's heart skipped a beat; he hadn't expected that the person he had saved was the princess of Java.
This is truly an unexpected delight; perhaps she can become an important pawn in my game.
Aisha saw that the owl remained silent and assumed that he did not believe her identity.
She struggled to get up, but the movement aggravated her wound, causing her to gasp in pain.
Seeing this, the owl quickly stopped him:
"Your Highness, your injuries have not yet healed, please do not move around."
Aisha lay back down helplessly, pain flashing in her eyes, and said:
“I have become separated from my guards and have unfortunately been injured. Please, sir, escort me back to Java.”
The owl pretended to ponder for a moment, then said:
"Your Highness, Java is currently facing a great calamity, and it may not be safe for you to return."
"It would be better to recuperate here first and make further plans once the situation stabilizes."
Upon hearing this, Aisha immediately became anxious and said:
"No! My father must be searching for me everywhere, I must go back!"
Seeing her insistence, Night Owl went along with it and said:
"Since Your Highness insists on returning, I will escort you on your journey."
"However, things are not peaceful in Java right now, so we need to be careful."
Aisha nodded gratefully and said:
"Thank you, young master."
The owl hid Aisha deep in the cave and released a carrier pigeon again to inform Lu Yan of the matter.
The carrier pigeons flew away into the night, while the owls stood guard at the cave entrance, pondering their next plan.
Aisha's identity undoubtedly provided him with an excellent opportunity.
An opportunity that could influence the entire course of the war.
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