Livia suddenly raised her head from her sleep.

The sun was already high in the sky, and the dazzling sunlight shone through the gaps in the blinds, illuminating the entire room.

Livia subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands, then he took his hands away when he remembered something. Ever since he passed the Green Grass Trial, he no longer needed to block the sunlight with his hands. He just needed to contract his pupils. However, he could not change the habit he had developed over the past eighteen years.

Looking at the wooden beams on the ceiling and the stone walls, I shook my head. This is no longer my original world. I still can't get used to it.

He turned over and sat up from the bed, stretched himself, and had a rare good sleep since he came to this world.

"I really want to live like this forever, but it's a pity that I don't even have the strength to protect myself now, and I'm still thinking about these things."

He shook his head to clear the messy thoughts in his mind, reached out to take the clothes from the box, dressed neatly, put on the two swords on his back, and pushed the door open to go out.

"Lord Livia."

A soft female voice came from the door.

Turning to the right, she saw a maid bowing. She recalled what Delong said yesterday and nodded.

"Well, what time is it now?"

"My lord, it's just past noon. Lord Delong came to see you resting and didn't disturb you. He told me to take you to dinner after you woke up."

Livia nodded and gestured to lead the way.

The maid bowed again and turned around and walked towards the stairs with her head down. Livia closed the door and followed...

In the restaurant, Livia looked at the lunch in front of her: a bowl of steaming meat porridge, two sausages, a small piece of smoked fish, and a small dish of vegetable salad.

Is this what lunch in the Middle Ages was like?

"My Lord, do you need some more bread?"

The question in her ear interrupted Livia's thoughts. Livia gently picked up the knife and fork and shook her head, "No, these are enough."

"Then please enjoy your meal, sir. I will go report to Lord Delong first. If you need anything, you can ask Milia in the kitchen."

"Well, go ahead."

Livia nodded to the maid, and when she walked away, she smelled the rich aroma of the meat porridge, and felt her stomach begin to protest. She smiled bitterly, picked up a sausage and bit it...

…When Deron arrived at the restaurant, he saw Livia, who had finished her lunch and was leaning back in her chair, and greeted her with a smile, “Good afternoon, how are you feeling? Is the food to your liking?”

Livia heard the voice and looked at Delon with a smile, "It tastes pretty good, with a unique flavor, but I feel that the sausage is a little bland."

Delon nodded, pulled out a chair in front of the dining table and sat down, then looked at Livia and said, "The Lord has gone out for something and will not be back until the evening today. How was your rest? If you are ready, I will take you to see the crime scene of the day before yesterday."

Livia licked her lips and smiled: “I can leave anytime.”

Delong's expression became serious. He looked at him deeply, turned around and walked towards the stairs, saying, "The sooner the better. Let's go now and see what those rats in the ditch are trying to do."

Taking a deep breath, Livia stood up, adjusted her state, and caught up with Deron.

Walk out of the restaurant, go down the spiral staircase and arrive at the castle's stables.

In the open space in front of the stable stood three soldiers in light armor. When they saw Delon and Livia coming over, they half-knelt and saluted.

Delon walked over the half-kneeling soldiers and ordered in a strong voice: "Okay, get up."

"Sack, go inform the Dark Panther Knights and ask them to send four people to the food merchant's shop to wait for us."

The soldier on the right responded, stood up, trotted to the stable, led out a brown horse, jumped on the horse, and rode out of the castle.

Delong walked over to a brown horse that was as tall as him, smiled and patted the horse's face, "Old buddy, how have you been these past two days?"

The tall horse snorted and leaned its face towards Delon's.

"It seems that you are a little unhappy. I will take you out for a walk today."

Delon patted the horse's back.

Livia looked at Delon interacting with the horse and smiled helplessly, looking at the horse that she had never seen in real life in her previous life with some envy and curiosity.

After interacting for a while, Deron turned to look at Livia standing behind him, patted the horse's head to quiet his old friend, and then hooked his finger at Livia.

"Come see my old buddy, say hello to my old buddy."

Livia walked up to Delon and waved to the brown horse as a friendly gesture.

Delong patted Livia on the shoulder and said in a cheerful tone: “Liefeng has been with me for seven years and has helped me a lot on several occasions.

A good knight cannot be without a good companion. Today I will give you a horse. If you like the one in the stable, just tell me.

Well, except for the few horses in the private stable on the right corner that have owners."

Livia asked expectantly, “Really?”

"How could it be false?"

Delong patted his chest and spoke proudly.

Livia looked inside the stable, scanning the various horses.

Delong looked at the sky and urged: "But you have to choose quickly, we have to hurry over, otherwise it will be night."

"Let me tell you, the horses here are all well-trained war horses from the Coen grasslands. Even in the Kingdom of Kosava, they are top-notch quality war horses. You won't be disappointed if you pick any one..." Livia was selecting horses while listening to Delon's words, and her attention suddenly fell on an ordinary-looking black horse in the stable.

At this time, the black horse also raised its head and met Livia's eyes. The next moment, Livia raised his hand, interrupted Deron who was chattering, and pointed at the black horse in his eyes.

"That's the one I want."

Delong looked at the black horse that looked ordinary and even thinner than the surrounding horses. He was stunned for a moment and then frowned.

"Are you sure you want that one? There are better ones in the stable. Why don't you take another look?"

“No need, Deron, I think you should understand how I feel now, the feeling of suddenly falling in love with someone for no reason.

And I’ve always wanted a black horse.”

"Well, I'll bring it out for you to see."

Delong looked at Livia helplessly, and had to go in and lead the black horse out. The whole body of the black horse was displayed in front of the two. Delong looked at the black horse, which had no other characteristics except that its skin was darker than other horses, and murmured, "Who chose this horse? Why does it look exactly like an ordinary horse outside? I have to retrain my soldiers later."

“This horse really looks a bit…

How about you take another look?"

Livia waved her hands, her attention now focused on the black horse. Looking at the dark skin, she couldn't help chanting, "I want a horse that is as dark as the night and as fast as the wind. I want a sword that is as bright as moonlight. I want to ride my black horse at night. I want to kill all evil with the sword in my hand. This is what I want in my heart."

Delong looked at Livia in surprise and involuntarily turned up the volume.

"Livia, you can also write poetry!"

Livia suddenly reacted, her face flushed, and she waved her hand and explained: "No, this is what I saw in a knight's story. I just read it out suddenly because of the scene."

Livia felt very embarrassed. Why did she suddenly read out a sentence recorded in the game? Although she liked this sentence very much, why did she suddenly act like a middle school student?

Just as Livia was explaining awkwardly to Delon in front of the stable, somewhere outside the town, a figure shrouded in blood mist was looking at the magic circle drawn by blood in front of him, muttering something...

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