Chapter 17 Wolf and Amber Melancholy-1

What a good wine. The virtuous wolf who claims to be able to drink up even the water of the lake, but he drank the first cup of this liquid with the aroma and color of wheat, which is really surprising, but just halfway through the second cup, his face is pale. It was already red like a fire. However, although the wine is so delicious, the mood is not as good as before.I twitched my nose to smell if it was wine, but I couldn't smell anything. Finally, his vision began to shake, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and even the dishes on the table began to blur.Clearly, the beef shoulder was sprinkled with salt and fat, but he no longer had the slightest appetite.

No, it seems that I didn't eat much just now? Maybe there was something wrong with my body, but I finally realized this fact and realized that going on like this is not good. It’s fine if it’s a normal meal, as long as you tell your travel companions that you are not feeling well, you will definitely receive embarrassingly thoughtful care. But now, it's not just me and my traveling companions sitting at this small round table. After the commotion of being involved in the foolishness of the traveling companions, a celebratory dinner was held to celebrate the resolution of the matter.

The rare good mood of others cannot be destroyed because of oneself, no matter how festive the celebration banquet is, this is very important.However, the reason why I don't want to fall now is not just because of this serious reason. Rather, the biggest reason right now is to search for the existence of another person sitting in front of him. This poor shepherdess with silky blond hair.Never show your weak side in front of her. "Having said that, I didn't know sheep were looking for rock salt." Continuing the topic of sheep just now, this time it was my travel companion's turn to sigh.

Compared to the shepherdess who was only about fifteen years old, the traveling companion who was the object of her conversation was already in her twenties.Although the virtuous wolf doesn't fully understand the human world, seeing them talking so intimately at this small table always feels a bit strange. It's taste. "Because these kids love the taste of salt...for example, if you put salt on a rock, they'll keep licking it." "Well, is this true? I heard a secret rumor before that sheep were used in a strange torture in some distant city. Could it be for this reason?"

"With sheep?" The eyes of this shepherdess named Nora are full of curiosity, and her pupils are like obedient lambs that people want to swallow in one bite. This sheep-like shepherdess reached out to the beef that took up a lot of space on the table while talking.The dishes added just now are all meat such as beef, pig, fish, etc., and there is no mutton. Is it because I ate at the same table with the shepherd that there are no dishes made with mutton, but no one discussed it with me. Of course, the virtuous wolf will not ask for mutton willfully. No, none of these things matter.It's just details.

The important thing is that his traveling companion was completely unaware of his poor health, and carefully cut the beef into pieces with a knife for the shepherdess, and then put them on the thin bread. Although the hand still poured the wine into his mouth unconsciously, he didn't feel any taste from just now, but the suffocation in his chest was getting heavier and heavier. And in his mind, another self, who is the proud wolf, seemed to be laughing. But there was nothing he could do. When his health was not good and his mood was also bad, because there was this abominable shepherdess in front of him, who happened to be the poor and obedient type that his traveling companions liked.

Like this kind of weak little girl, the so-called male is really stupid.However, he couldn't say this sentence, it would only make him appear more stupid. That is to say, only defensive warfare can be adopted. Battles that don't suit your temperament have additional consumption. "I have forgotten the name of that city, that city torture is to use sheep to lick the soles of people's feet. " "Huh, sheep?" Originally thought that this weak girl would carefully pick up the meat with bread and then chew it carefully, but she didn't expect that she just took a bite.

But the mouth is too small, and it can hardly bite down after taking such a big bite, which seems a bit confusing. If the mouth grows a little bigger, it will be over if you bite a little bit.But he didn't want to say it, just because the face of his traveling companion was still so gentle.Record this incident in your mind with anger. "In terms of human form, this is better." "Yeah, it's salt on the soles of people's feet, and then let the sheep lick it, it's just itchy at first, and it hurts the sinners from laughing Bitter, but after a while of licking non-stop, it turned into excruciating pain..."

I don't know how much I drank, but I still enjoy such an exaggerated narrative. In the continuous journey, things like this are already used to it. But he never said that to himself. headache seems to be getting worse J. "It's true that after I ate the dried meat, it was very inconvenient for the sheep to come and keep licking my hands. Although they are good boys, they don't know when to stop, which is kind of scary." "Let your knight solve this problem." Wolf's ears twitched, but his companion certainly didn't notice. The so-called knight of the shepherdess refers to the shepherd dog that made him angry.

"You mean Enik? Well... Enik sometimes sometimes It's too much effort, and I don't know how to change it. " As soon as Nora said that, there was a cry of protest at her feet. It was enjoying the crumbs and minced meat that fell from the table at its feet. Occasionally, I can still feel the gaze looking over here. It's just a dog, yet it dares to be so wary of Gao Jie's wolf. "If that's the case, your shepherding skills are still very good." The shepherdess' eyes widened in astonishment, and then her face turned a little red, probably not because of drinking too much wine.

The hairs on the tail under the cloak stood up. The eyes get so blurry, it must be from anger. "In other words, Miss Nora, you will also send your own Will the dream be given to you?" Dream. Stimulated by this word, I finally realized how abnormal I was from just now. Could it be that all the conversations that made me angry from just now to now were all dreams? Thinking of this, I hurriedly denied it. The body is really getting more and more uncomfortable. However, he couldn't give in now, he could only persist until he returned to the room. This is the enemy's home field. The method of delineating one's own alert range will only have the opposite effect in the enemy's position. If you say that you are not in good health at this rare celebration banquet, you will only be silent, so the fault is all your own. But for me, the alert range is in that narrow room. The hunt can be said to have been successful if it had been there to say that it was unwell at the outset. Like hunting a wild animal that has not found itself hidden in a dense undergrowth My own rabbit is average. That being the case, it is even more impossible to show your ugliness here.I wanted to hold on and reach out to get the beef on the table, but it was extremely difficult just to raise my hand, and I couldn't reach the plate at all. Presumably this was my biggest gaffe today. "What, are you drunk?" You don't have to look at his face to know he's smiling wryly. Even if its body is dull, its proud ears and tail are still alive. Even if you don't look at it, you can know what your companion is eating, what posture and expression you are looking at yourself. Therefore, when the companion who helped me cut up the meat and put it in front of me looked at me who couldn't even thank me, the expression seemed to be unimportant. You don't even need to think about what you look like in the eyes of the other party, and how the person who sees all this will react. However, at this time, it doesn't matter anymore.There is only one thing I want to do. "Hey, your face..." Want to lie down. "Holo" With the shout of the traveling companion Rollins, the memory was temporarily cut off. When he woke up again, he was lying under the heavy quilt that was almost out of breath. I can hardly remember how I got here. In his vague memory, he only remembered that he was carried here by someone. I felt that I was a little out of shape, but I was a little moved in my heart. But he was immediately denied by himself with "maybe it was just a dream". Because I have had similar dreams before. If I confuse dream with reality, I don't know how to make him laugh when I thank him. The so-called virtuous wolves get angry when they are reprimanded, laugh when they are praised, and take advantage of the opportunity to strike when their opponents become paralyzed. "...', But now she's just curled up under the heavy covers. What a gaffe. So the banquet was called off. For a person who knows how important a celebration banquet is, this is the most shameful thing. In this way, it will be impossible to maintain the majesty of being a virtuous wolf. Even if he doesn't like being enshrined high, he is unwilling to give up his majesty. Especially in front of that good old businessman. "Hmm..." But then I thought about it. Compared with the ugly appearance that he had exposed so many times when he was traveling with that white scab in the past, it didn't seem like a big deal.Whichever it was, it would have been enough to make The Name of the Wise Wolf cry over it. Get angry because you're unhappy, laugh because you're interested. Obviously we haven't known each other for a long time, but we always feel that we have already gone through a long journey.Gradually remembering the past events one by one, there is always the pain of doing something wrong in my heart. Although I had failed once or twice a long time ago, in retrospect, I couldn't make my heart fluctuate.During this journey, it suddenly became what it is now. "...What the hell happened?" She said to herself. Is it because until recently I was alone among the wheat fields?There is nothing to do every day, there is no difference between yesterday and today, and there is no difference between tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.Occasionally, what reminds me of time changes is the annual Harvest Festival There are sowing ceremonies twice a year, prayer ceremonies for wishing that there will be no more frost, prayer ceremonies for wishing for rain, prayer ceremonies for wishing for no more wind, and so on. Calculating with one's fingers, there are at most twenty days in a year when you can feel the time change.For me at the time, the day was not calculated in such a fine unit as the day, but in months or quarters. After that, I only used There is a difference between festivals and festivals and no festivals. In contrast, there are new and different changes every day during travel things. Compared with the life of staring at a sapling slowly growing into a towering tree, the days experienced by this young businessman seem to last for decades. In ~day, morning and night are also completely different.In the morning, I lost a big mouth, and at noon it was so good that I could remove the bread crumbs from each other's mouths during the meal, and they were still grabbing each other's food during the dinner, and they could discuss the future calmly at night. Come. Every day full of changes and unknowns like this has never happened before. There should be some. I have also had the experience of traveling and living with people several times before.There were also some indelible memories. However, now Kebu is alone in the wheat field, spending the boring days as thick as the hair on Bongu's tail, and has no time to recall and be sentimental. What did the companion do yesterday, and what did he do this morning.And what is he thinking now.There is too little time to consider these questions. And only after meeting her companions, would she leisurely recall things about her hometown.