Depp and the others were tactful enough not to ask too many questions about why Sheeran disappeared. After all, they were people who could see the situation clearly.
The caravan set off and continued to move forward.
At night, an old man with shabby clothes and a shabby appearance appeared in the caravan.
"You said you wanted to stay with Sophie and be her servant?" Morin frowned as he looked at the old man who appeared.
"Yes, that's right."
The old man nodded repeatedly, forced a smile on his face, and looked at Morin, very nervous but also full of hope.
There was no other expression on Maureen's face.
At this moment, the old man in front of him was wearing a tattered robe, with gray hair scattered behind him. One seemed to be able to see the old man's former demeanor and grace, but now, many things in this old man have been lost.
The old man nodded and smiled awkwardly. He looked no different from those old men living in the wilderness. However, unlike those old men, this old man's eyes were filled with an indescribable hope, and his eyes seemed to be glowing.
"Why?" Morin asked. His voice was light and there was a hint of coldness in it.
"Brother Mo Lin!"
The old man was startled. He moved his lips and wanted to explain something, but Sophie suddenly spoke beside him.
"Let him... just let him stay by my side, he won't hurt me." Sophie pulled the corner of Maureen's clothes, she pursed her lips, a little nervous, and there was an indescribable feeling in her eyes when she looked at the old man.
"good."
Maureen looked at Sophie. He looked at Sophie's silent but stubborn little face. After a moment's silence, he nodded.
The team continued on their journey, and Maureen stayed with Sophie in the carriage.
He did not ask Sophie why she wanted to let that unknown old man be her servant, but just told Sophie to be careful and pay attention to her own safety.
"Sophie, I left some witchcraft on you. If someone wants to do something bad to you, the witchcraft will be activated automatically to defend and counterattack. I will also feel it and come over immediately." Morin said, and he added: "Although you are a third-level wizard, you'd better be careful."
"Yes, I know, Brother Molin."
Sophie looked at Maureen in a daze.
She suddenly moved and threw herself into Mo Lin's arms.
Maureen was also stunned for a moment, then he reached out his hand, put it on Sophie's head, and gently rubbed Sophie's hair.
Sophie, little Sophie.
Although Sophie has grown up, in Morin's eyes, the girl in front of him is still the little girl she once was, the little Sophie.
The old man introduced himself. He said that his name was Anpam and he had once been a nobleman, but his city-state had fallen into ruin. He had survived by chance but had to wander around.
Maureen found that Sophie seemed to accept Anpham very easily. At least Sophie did not show any aversion or alienation towards Anpham. On the other hand, Anpham followed Sophie respectfully. He often told Sophie some distant mythological stories and even began to teach Sophie to write an unfamiliar language.
It was strange that the old man, Anpham, who looked like an ordinary old man, knew such knowledge.
Maureen wanted to do something secretly, but when he saw Sophie's performance and reaction, he gave up the idea.
Sophie studied very hard and made rapid progress. She often spelled out the words she had learned in the void and showed them to Maureen with a little pride.
Maureen just smiled, his hand on the couch, supporting his chin.
Sophie.
Little Sophie.
The entire caravan was still moving forward, and Morin had completely recovered from his injuries. During this time, the caravan went to many places, city-states, tribes, and different people, including humans, orcs, some strange races, and even elves and dark elves who were still active on the surface.
Yes, the dark elves have not gone underground yet. Morin is very familiar with these beautiful and handsome creatures. Once, when he was a first or second level wizard, he had a lot of contact with these dark elves.
But a lot of things are in the past.
It is indeed true.
Morin saw many different landscapes and geographical environments. Although this place is still in the wilderness, the forms of civilization and the intelligent creatures of the primitive age in this primitive and simple environment gave Morin and his team completely different inspirations.
However, they did not encounter the kingdom of God again. After all, there were not many gods, and how many could a small caravan encounter on the road?
Finally, the caravan reached its destination, and Depp and his friends had to say goodbye to Maureen and his friends.
"goodbye."
"goodbye."
Depp bowed and said goodbye to Morin and the others. He smiled warmly and said, "I hope we can meet again in the future."
"I hope so. I hope we can meet again in the future."
Maureen also said so.
The caravan set off again, heading towards a small town a few hundred miles away, while Morin and the others stayed here separately.
According to the information provided by Cerro, after traveling southeast for a day and a night, they will reach a small town, and then starting from the small town, it will take less than a day to reach the wizard tower in the Wind Whispering Strait.
"Okay, let's go." Morin said, looking at Rose, Silver Bracelet and the others.
Rose said "oh" and kept her eyes on the caravan. She sighed and couldn't bear to come back. Silver Bracelet got on the carriage diligently and began to organize the things in the carriage. As for Lilac, Molin discovered that she had a faint scent of powder on her body, which lingered around his nose and was particularly attractive.
"Sir." Ding Xiang smiled at Morin, her eyes sparkling with brilliance.
"Lilac, you are so beautiful."
Morin laughed and praised him generously.
Several carriages moved forward again, and soon, Morin and his companions arrived at the town.
The town was really small, with only a shabby dirt road. The houses around were built with wood and fixed in place, looking very shabby. There were many people walking on the street wearing tattered clothes with big holes in them. They were pale and skinny, with messy hair and dirty faces. They looked at the carriage with desire and envy in their eyes, but no one dared to do anything.
Although they are all ordinary people, they know that the person who can sit in such a carriage is someone they can only look up to.
Maureen was bland.
Although they did not look outside, they could clearly see the environment outside, and he did not feel much ups and downs in his heart. After all, this was this era, and this was what civilization looked like in its early days.
Moreover, compared with other places, there is actually a small town and a settlement here, which is much better.
Maureen and his friends settled down in the town, which was the only place similar to a hotel. Now, some of the best rooms here belong to Maureen and his friends.
In the evening, Maureen and the others gathered in the hall for dinner.
The people around looked at Morin and the others, with expressions of panic and envy on their faces.
"We will be able to go to the Wizard Tower tomorrow." Cerro put down the spoon in his hand, wiped his mouth with a towel, and said this.
"Well, that's good. I hope so."
Alan smiled.
While Maureen and the others were talking, a scream of pain suddenly came from the side of the hall.
"Wizard? Wizard, you say you are a wizard, then what use are you? Tell me, what use are you? Not only does your so-called witchcraft have no effect at all, it almost got me beaten to death!" A bald man with a fierce face was beating a man on the ground with punches and kicks.
The man was short and wore a gray robe. His face was covered in blood and he was obviously injured. At this moment, the gray-robed wizard curled up into a ball, holding his head, trying to avoid the beating from the strong bald man.
"Stop hitting me, stop hitting me. I'm a wizard. I really am a wizard."
"My witchcraft has a great effect. It really works. Ah... stop hitting me, stop hitting me, please stop hitting me!"