"That's the cavalry of Fort Compton. Could it be that the Orcs didn't just attack Fenkes Village?"
Looking at the direction in which the cavalry was heading, Sodelor muttered, "Shouldn't the fort's defense range be towards the north? Why are they heading towards the southeast?"
As if he suddenly thought of something, he asked Carter, "Miss Sally said yesterday that she was going to Fort Compton?"
Seeing Carter nod, Sodelor tightened his grip on the reins. He was well aware of the circumstances under which the fortress's knights would receive a mission that required the entire army to move out. This situation could only mean that Sally had probably encountered an unimaginable accident!
What kind of accident could have happened last night? Looking at the burning Fenkes Village in the distance, Sodelor didn't even need to think about it. It was all the Orcs' doing!
Speaking of which, Sodelor wasn't as Roddy had imagined. He wasn't just a small soldier at the border who made a name for himself. In the memory of the future, Roddy didn't know how this commander had made a name for himself.
In fact, Sodelor wasn't a commoner.
He used to have a noble surname. Although it was just an unknown Baron family, his status was still higher than that of a commoner's. However, after his family was destroyed by a political plot, Sodelor, who had escaped, followed his father's dying words and traveled thousands of miles to Hollier City to seek help from Duke Lucifron. In the end, he was given the inconspicuous position of "First Lieutenant".
Because Sodelor's father had some friendship with Duke Lucifron, and he himself was quite capable, Sodelor had always been a "seedling" in Lucifron's eyes after he had been promoted to First Lieutenant. However, in recent years, the old Duke's attention on him had gradually cooled down. In the end, Sodelor had even been ignored. Because of this, Sodelor had encountered an unexpected disaster.
Half a year ago, he had "offended" the Knight of Fort Compton for some inexplicable reasons and was demoted to a Second Lieutenant in Fenkes Village.
Sodelor didn't lack the ambition of a young man. He just didn't know what Duke was thinking. He wanted to find the answer, but he didn't have any way or opportunity. After years of suffering and grievances, he was like a rusty blunt knife that no longer had any sharpness to speak of.
However, these encounters did not affect his clear mind and judgment. Carter didn't know what Sodelor was worried about at this moment, because the schemes of the noble class were nothing more than a fantasy to him. But for Sodelor, this matter seemed to be a turning point.
He, who had always depended on someone else's charity, had to make a choice now. Should he place his hopes on the old Duke who seemed to have forgotten him, or should he … forge his own path?
In a society where most farmers didn't think that they could become lords, it wasn't strange for Sodelor to want to make a name for himself. This was because he was a noble descendant, and his family's glory and his own future.
If he wanted revenge and wanted to stand out … Sodelor understood that the first thing he needed to do to achieve all of this was to make up his mind and resolve.
After hesitating for less than three seconds, he took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "I still have something to do, so I won't be going to Norland Village for now."
Roddy didn't know that the mysterious death of Duke's daughter had started an unstoppable reversal because of his interference. Sally, who should have been killed by the orcs, was still alive. Sodelor, who should have known nothing about the mysterious death of Duke's daughter, had embarked on an unknown path because of his "lofty aspirations". Count Francis, who should have pretended to be sad and returned to Hollier City, now sent out his army in anger, trying to kill his own sister by any means possible.
In the midst of this chaos, Roddy and Sally, who were at the center of the whirlpool, were now walking through the dark and dangerous Forest of Silence, facing unknown dangers that ordinary people couldn't imagine.
..。。
In the minds of modern people, the "forest" often meant a large amount of resources: tall trees, humming logging machines, trucks, derived products … furniture, paper, firewood, and so on. But for the humans in the Kingdom of Karen in "Earthbreaker," the forest usually represented the unknown and danger.
Most of the forests in the game were located in human territory, and the utilization of resources was basically limited to the development of wood in the surrounding woodlands. This was because when humans went deep into the forest, they would be extremely vulnerable to the "natives" due to the change in the environment. Except for adventurers who put their lives on the line, very few people would go deep into the forest to face all kinds of powerful magical beasts and enchanted plants.
Speaking of magical beasts and enchanted plants, some settings of "Earthbreaker" had to be mentioned. Simply put, when Roddy experienced the opening of the game, the whole world was in the "low magic" stage. Mages were rare, and there were not many powerful magical beasts. Generally speaking, it was not much different from a real medieval society. However, as the game unfolded, several expansion packs were released, and large-scale historical events were carried out, the magic elements in the world gradually became richer, and the individual power of the magicians, or rather, all the professions, became stronger and stronger. There were more and more magical beasts in the forest, and when the mages who could cast "forbidden spells" appeared, it was already five years after the opening of the game.
Come to think of it, in the current Silent Forest, there were not many magical beasts that could attack with magic. In Roddy's judgment, it should not be too different from the forest he explored when the game first opened.
"Crack."
Sally's footsteps were not as silent and agile as Roddy's. She would stumble and bump into the branches on the ground, which led to many small wounds on her calves. In order to catch up with Roddy's footsteps, she accidentally stepped on a dry branch, and the crisp sound was unusually ear-piercing in the tranquil forest.
Roddy's movement suddenly stopped. Because Sally lowered her head to check the wound, she did not pay attention to the front and bumped into Roddy. Then she instinctively opened her arms and hugged his body.
"Ouch!"
Before Sally could cry out in pain, Roddy turned around and covered her mouth. Without waiting for Sally to show a surprised expression, he carried the young girl and ran to the side. The scenery flashed past Sally's eyes, and her stomach was hurt by Roddy's shoulder, but she did not dare to make a sound.
She kept cursing him in her heart for not understanding the feelings of others, but at this time, she also understood that this guy in front of her had never had any bad intentions.
After running for more than three hundred meters, Roddy finally stopped with a head full of sweat, panting as he put Sally on the ground. The latter's face was red, and just as she was about to open her mouth to complain, he beat her to it. "Did you forget my warning?"
Sally, who originally wanted to open her mouth to say something, was immediately speechless. She pouted and looked down, somewhat resentfully staring at her feet that were rubbed with blisters and her calves that were full of wounds. In the end, she stubbornly nodded and did not say a word to refute.
After all, Roddy was not a block of wood. He did not want to be so harsh to a little girl, but he was helpless. He was not a high-level professional player who brought a smurf to clear a dungeon. "One wrong step and the whole game will be lost" described his current situation. Although Roddy was confident that he could pass through this forest alone without getting hurt, he could not guarantee that this living person in front of him would not cause any irreparable trouble. Sally was smart, but her physical fitness was not good. This was an unavoidable problem.
Seeing that Sally endured the pain and did not speak, Roddy's heart also softened. According to Roddy's actual age, Sally was worthy of calling Roddy "uncle". Being too harsh to the younger generation was also because of the pressure in his heart. After thinking about this, Roddy sighed and looked back at the forest where he was just now. After confirming that the shadow under a certain tree root was gradually shrinking, he finally relaxed and sat on the ground.
"You're lucky that you didn't attract any monsters …"
Although Roddy was complaining in a low voice, his eyes looked at Sally's calves that were full of wounds. His face was expressionless, and he understood that she had suffered a lot. After thinking for a while, he muttered "let me see" and reached out to hold Sally's feet in his hands.
Sally pursed her lips, but seemed to be too lazy to show any expression of shock. She found that she was even starting to get used to the various "frivolous" behavior of this rogue in front of her … His actions were so natural, no probing, no questioning, just touching and holding as he wished, it was simply …
Too hateful, this guy is really too hateful!
Sally was a virtuous lady, and she had never quarreled with or cursed at anyone before. At this time, when facing such a thick-skinned guy, she found that she really did not have any way to deal with him.
In the end, a technical otaku like Roddy was only good at games. His brain was really lacking something. Perhaps it should be said that his brain was too full of "routines", and the "emotional" part was almost zero. So even if he understood that feet were the private parts of female nobles, he did not even think about taking care of Sally's feelings … Instead, he was thinking about how to make her keep up with his pace as soon as possible.
After observing for a while, Roddy decided to get some medicine to stop bleeding and reduce swelling. After a hasty explanation, he ran to the grass nearby to look for it. He admitted that he had some communication difficulties with women. He had heard too much of the nonsense of a technical otaku living a lonely life that even he himself believed.
Women … Women.
As Roddy rummaged through the herbs, lingering scenes in his memory flashed before his eyes. Wasn't the girl who liked to wear red robes waiting for him in the forest to collect herbs to heal his wounds? Although it turned out that it was just a joke to test him, the once silly Roddy had never been angry at being teased by her.
Heh, come to think of it, I really am a little silly.
Suddenly coming back to his senses, Roddy looked at the few common blood clotting grass in his hand and found that he had been standing in the same place for a long time. He shook his head to get rid of those emotions. When he turned back, he saw Sally's curious eyes staring at him.
With a dry cough, Roddy walked back to Sally. First, he used a water bag to clean her wounds, then threw the herbs into his mouth and chewed them, ready to apply them on her wounds: "This method is a bit old-fashioned, but the effect should be good …"
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