Floating clouds floated across the sky. Under the sun, on the lush green meadow, there were some crooked corpses strewn across the wilderness.
Vultures unique to the grassland circled around and landed. Occasionally, crows would fly by, cawing strangely. These black shadows brought a somewhat gloomy feeling to the quiet grassland. The blood had already coagulated, and the stench of corpses had gradually spread. The battlefield left behind by Roddy when he saved Sally remained the same.
Francis's men had already checked the place, but they had no time to deal with the corpses of the Orcs, so the original appearance of the battlefield was almost intact.
When the sun was high up in the sky, a figure that should not have been there was squatting down and carefully examining the corpses of the Orcs who had died horribly.
From any point of view, judging the complete process of a battle through the corpses and the traces left on the ground was an obscure skill. Because in the eyes of ordinary people, these corpses had almost no value after being pecked by crows and exposed to the scorching sun.
But for Sodelor, who had followed his father to participate in the southern border war at the age of 13, these corpses were enough to provide him with a lot of information about the battle.
Three days after the battle, the dead Warwolves, the maggot-covered Orcs, and the warhorses that had died from the impact were still there. When Sodelor's huge body appeared on the battlefield, a flock of crows and vultures that were pecking at the corpses suddenly flew up.
He endured the stench and looked over all the corpses. Although he was still expressionless, he was a little shocked by the fatal wounds.
"Good archery."
Sodelor sighed from the bottom of his heart.
He had already seen the tragic battlefield left behind by Old Gerson and the others to intercept the Wolf Riders. Sodelor, who had studied the Orcs for a long time, had also determined the identity of the Wolf Riders. Combined with the letter that Roddy had shown him, it was not difficult for Sodelor to come to a conclusion. That was, Roddy knew the enemy's plot and saved Sally at the critical moment, who should have had no hope of survival!
At this thought, Sodelor couldn't help but feel a little excited. He was the descendant of a noble family that had suffered a calamity. His dream was to have enough power and status to revive his family and take revenge. But the young him was struck by reality time and time again and finally became depressed and dispirited.
While he was in Fenkes Village, he was a little estranged from the scouts. Everyone knew that Zordlor's ability was far beyond that of a mere scout. However, he found that he could not see any hope in front of him.
Revive the family? If they couldn't even defeat a colleague from a stronghold, how could they talk about revival?
Revenge? They had to flee with the entire village when they encountered the Orcs. How could they talk about revenge?
His blood gradually cooled, and Sodelor had quietened down as if he had accepted his fate. But now, he felt as if something was being reignited in his chest.
Could it be because he had seen someone really do something "heroic"?
Regardless of whether it was Roddy who did all of this, Zodelor was certain that a powerhouse that could easily kill ten Wolf Riders and quietly leave had appeared here.
In this society, how could a descendant of a declining noble not want to make a name for himself? How could he not want to become a powerful lord?
His fingers were slightly trembling. Sodelor felt that he had not been so excited for a long time. He stood up and combined the map of Eiffta's territory in his mind, carefully thinking about the route that Sally and Roddy took to leave this place. But then he found that he could not figure out where they went at all. Because of the inexplicable conflict between Francis and Sally, everything became even more confusing.
In the end, Sodelor decided to go to Norland Village, where Roddy used to live. He needed to confirm whether all of this was Roddy's doing. If it was … then Sodelor, who had seen the "benchmark", already had his own plan.
He wanted to become stronger. He had enough of being a scout all day long. As long as there was a chance to improve his strength, he would not give it up.
Riding back, Sodelor's figure gradually disappeared on the horizon.
At this point, the historical events that should have been settled seemed to have entered a truly chaotic stage. Francis had already prepared for the worst and was even ready to "wait" outside Houlier to kill Sally. Sodelor, who was originally an outsider, changed his future plans because of the battlefield left by Roddy.
In history, Houlier, where Sally's death was supposed to be buried, was now as quiet as before, as if nothing had happened.
In the Silent Forest, Roddy and Sally were racing with Francis, but no one knew who the final winner would be.
....。
"It's really hard for me to imagine … Are you really 37 years old?"
Sally did not know how many times she had said this. Along the way, she had seen too many new things that she had never come into contact with before. Apart from the things that happened in the 'Stello Creek' instance dungeon, the experience of Rody bringing her out of the Silent Forest at an extremely fast speed was definitely unforgettable.
According to the usual methods of adventurers in the books, the best way to escape from the forest was to walk along a small stream or river. However, no one told Sally that the speed of drifting along a river was countless times faster than walking, and that it was countless times less laborious.
"I traded my life for it. Of course, I remember it clearly."
Rody answered without raising his head. He was tidying up the things he had just bought from Kiger Town by the stream.
In the early morning, the two of them used a raft made of vines and trees to swim down the river at an astonishing speed. Before Sally could react, they had already walked out of the edge of the forest.
This was probably the first time for adventurers in the Silent Forest to do something like this. However, for the "player" Roddy, this method of leaving the forest was nothing out of the ordinary. In the "Earth Fissure" that he had experienced before his rebirth, everything was as realistic as possible. The players had put in a lot of effort to simulate the environment of the forest, such as humidity, heat, mosquito bites, and so on. There were no quick teleportation points or Return Scrolls. Everything depended on oneself. Therefore, after continuous research, the players who came to the Silent Forest had basically learned to use this method to leave the forest along the river.
Roddy still clearly remembered the scene of the river being blocked when there were too many people on the way back. Now that there was no one in the river, he felt a little uncomfortable.
It had been five days since the night they killed the Orc.
Since the "exposure" incident that day, the two of them had spent a night in silence. The next day, Sally seemed to understand that it was not the time for her to throw a tantrum, so she gradually returned to normal and did not mention anything about what had happened before.
As such, Rody secretly rejoiced that he had escaped a calamity.
It was now noon, and Roddy had gone to the nearby town of Kigg alone and returned. He had sold the leopard skin and the spider's venom sac at a relatively low price in the town and exchanged the silver coins for a lot of food and things he needed. His next plan was to change Sally's appearance and bring her through the town that was already patrolled by Francis' spies. They would circle around the small path of the Ender Mine and return to Hollier City.
They could not ride a horse or rent a carriage along the way because they would be questioned by the Constantine cavalry and the town guards. Roddy chose to walk through the town because it would not attract too much attention. Once they were out of the town, everything would be fine.
"Are we really going to enter the town of Kigg?"
Sally took the clothes that Roddy handed to her. It seemed that she did not quite believe in Roddy's decision.
"Your brother is probably on his way to Hollier City right now, but he'll definitely have people watching him along the way. He won't just wait for you in Hollier City. I'm afraid he's already paid a huge price to stop you." Rody took out a purplish black plant stalk from the bag he bought. He casually found a pebble and knocked it on the stalk with a 'ding dang dang' sound.
"So … we have to go back before he does, or I'm afraid you won't even be able to enter Hollier City."
Thinking of her brother's style of doing things, Sally also understood the crisis of the current situation. Speaking of which, if she could return to Hollier City in advance, she had enough ways to ensure her own safety. But now, no matter how she thought about it, she could not understand why Roddy had such strong confidence.
Francis must have returned by riding a fast horse, and she … had to rely on walking after all.
"Time is tight. Let's dye my hair first."
At this moment, Roddy gradually returned to his previous "technical geek" state. He was extremely efficient and did not waste time talking nonsense. The things in his hands could temporarily dye Sally's dazzling platinum hair black. This was the first step of disguise.
Along the way, Sally gradually got used to Roddy's style of doing things. Although the previous few things still made her feel ashamed and angry, it was clear that Sally gradually understood that the guy in front of her … to put it bluntly, he was purely retarded when it came to women. After thinking about this, she was not as angry as she was at the beginning. Sometimes, she even showed a submissive attitude towards Roddy's words. But submissive was submissive. When she lay on the ground and watched Roddy earnestly dye her hair, she could not help but let her imagination run wild.
It was said that a man was the most attractive when he was serious. For Sally, who had never had close contact with the opposite sex, Roddy's current appearance was indeed somewhat indescribable …
No matter how rational a woman was, she was still emotional. Before, the two had some awkwardness, misunderstandings, and a life and death crisis. When she thought about it, she felt that there seemed to be an inexplicable connection between them. But after her mood calmed down, this feeling was faint and not strong. It was just like a quiet stream flowing in the bottom of Sally's heart. It existed, but it did not make any noise.
Lying on the ground, Sally looked at the blue sky. Her beautiful hair was scattered, and her posture was quiet and tranquil. Her eyes occasionally saw Roddy's swaying hand, but he was frowning and thinking about something in his hand. It seemed that he did not notice her gaze at all.
What a strange fool he was.
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