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"Okay, okay, progress is gradual. As long as you persist, sooner or later you will surpass me." Fengdi patted Ling Dengxian on the shoulder to express encouragement. At this time, Ling Dengxian believed that he should not have shown any frustrated expression. He should.

"That's right, host. Although your progress is not great, you are still making progress. A drop of water can wear away a stone."

"You're so annoying, little shit."

"Well, at least I'm still trying to comfort you."

Just now, Ling Dengxian tried a few more times, but failed to achieve the same effect as before. Even though the spear penetrated into the rock, it only penetrated one-fifth of the spear body.

Finally, he gave up and returned to the camp, after all, there was still meat on the grill. "Oh no, the meat is not burnt!" When Ling Dengxian Fengdi returned to the camp, he saw a scene that they did not expect:

The half-burnt meat was dragged on the ground and the campfire was scattered all over the place. Fortunately, the tent was not damaged. The culprit and thief who caused the mess in the camp turned out to be a blue-black little wolf.

The two men and the beast looked at each other awkwardly. For a moment, the only sound in the camp was the sound of the burning campfire.

"!" The little beast was shocked when it saw the two people suddenly come back, with the piece of meat still in its mouth. Before the two people could make any move, it immediately tore the meat into two halves, picked up the larger half and ran away. Seeing this, Ling Dengxian hurriedly chased after it: "Leave it to me!"

"Flute, I'll go chase her first. See if you can save her." Ling Dengxian only had time to say this before rushing out. Feng Di was stunned:

It's just a piece of meat, there's no need...

"Forget it, I'll prepare other dishes."

Ling Dengxian shamefully failed to catch up with the little beast. The little wolf was incredibly fast, and even dragging a piece of meat did not hinder its movement. It disappeared in a few breaths. However, Ling Dengxian was unwilling to give up and followed the direction of the little beast's escape, but it turned out to be a futile effort.

"So useless... My strength is not up to standard, and my speed is not outstanding either." Ling Dengxian took a deep breath and felt powerless again.

The setting sun had disappeared, and the darkness merged with the woods. Ling Dengxian looked around in darkness worriedly and felt that he should go back.

Fortunately, this road is not difficult to find. The little animal's escape route has basically no turns, and there are no obstacles of climbing or descending hills, which once again shows that it escaped by relying on its own strength.

Ling Dengxian examined himself again, and the feeling of loss filled his heart again. He suddenly realized that he seemed to have never been able to help the people around him, especially Feng Di. He really wanted to do something for her, but it seemed that apart from cooking and occasionally teaching her some usage of the Great Yan language, there seemed to be nothing he could do.

This was especially true since he entered the mountains. At first, Fengpipe had him try to fight a wild beast, but his performance was very poor, which made him realize once again that he was still far from being good enough.

"That beast was unexpectedly tricky. Sorry." He was injured many times but the beast still found a chance to escape. Bagpipe counterattacked and killed it.

Fengpige did not let him intervene in the subsequent battle. After watching Fengpige's one-sided battle, Ling Dengxian felt an indescribable sense of loss in his heart. He knew that this was normal, and he was also aware of Fengpige's strength.

But I am also clear about my disappointment in myself.

Ling Dengxian walked to the camp, the firelight gradually became clearer, and he suddenly heard singing.

The camp was very quiet. Bagpipe had started another fire with a portable pot on top. Something was cooking in the pot. It smelled like her specialty, potato stew. The Vaifan girl had a nice voice. The crackling sound of the firewood in the campfire did not affect the girl's singing at all. The boy stopped and was not in a hurry to enter the camp. Instead, he took a few steps back and disappeared into the darkness.

"…Whose hometown is deep in the rice fragrance? We should sing when the sun rises. Confused, confused, the children of Vaifan will never be confused…"

"The flying dragon in the dream flies across the sky, using its wings as sails to sail far into the blue sky. Riding on the dream, the princess looks ahead, and will eventually return to the fireplace to wait for her sleeping face."

The movements of the bagpipes seemed to be softened by Vaifan's folk songs. After preparing the tableware, he began to wipe the city-breaking spears. His soft and clear voice and the chirping of autumn insects complemented each other. In this orange camp, the orange in the center was the warmest color at the moment.

Ling Dengxian turned his back, leaned against the tree, and bit his lip.

He really wanted to become stronger, and he certainly understood that strength needed to be accumulated bit by bit! However, when one's strength was insufficient, one's own weakness was a burden, dragging down oneself and others.

He wasn't trying hard enough, he knew it; he was determined to do his best.

Something warm flashed in his blood. Ling Dengxian was feeling lonely and the feeling seemed like an illusion. He realized it belatedly and wanted to find the source of the feeling, but found nothing.

"Xiaoxie, what's going on?" Surprisingly, Xiaoxie did not respond, which made Ling Dengxian extremely surprised.

Just as the boy was in doubt, a warm voice sounded: "What's the matter? Stand still here. The mosquitoes in autumn are also very fierce."

Seeing Ling Dengxian turning back, Waifan smiled and said, "Let's eat."

"Yeah." Ling Dengxian nodded and followed Fengpi.

The two of them laughed and talked easily that night. Ling Dengxian held the bowl with some regrets. Fengpi smiled and comforted him, and everything was ready. In the second half of the night, Ling Dengxian took over the task of keeping watch and stared at the quietly burning fire dimly. After a long time, he turned his eyes to the sky above the dark forest shadows.

The desire for quick success and instant benefits has finally been put down.

On the road outside the northern part of the mountain range, a caravan was moving slowly. The people in the caravan were tired from the long journey and chatted casually.

Suddenly, the person in charge of alert shouted, and everyone in the convoy was startled. They picked up their weapons to defend against the enemy and assembled in a panic.

"...No, no, not an enemy!"

The figures in the distance quickly approached, about two hundred people. The neat team was far superior to them in terms of sophisticated weapons and personnel quality. However, everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the symbol of this solemn team clearly.

Victoria's army is of course of a much higher standard than their mercenaries.

Seeing that this army seemed to be on a mission, the caravan quickly withdrew to the side, and as the team whizzed past they saw that the leading officers seemed to be a Pero male and a Luper female.

After meeting with Horn, Lieutenant Dacita of the garrison team quickly prepared to march out. At the same time, Horn also received the news that Bagpipe had entered the mountains and was on standby. Everything seemed to be going according to plan.

But Horn felt something was wrong. The quality of the garrison was good enough, even stronger than the regular army. She had also heard about the leading officer, who had an irreconcilable feud with the Iron Eagle Mercenaries. The troops were moving out very quickly, and Bagpipes was also well prepared... But why were there so many contradictory orders before any action was taken?

Something is wrong, something is very wrong. Horn decided to raise the alert level to a higher level for this mission.

It's always good to be careful.