Warhammer: I, Bartor Farmer

Chapter 62 Leaving Hometown
Roel has already taken back the firearms, the bomb shells and bullets he ordered from the blacksmith, replenished the gunpowder, and the props for camping, and spent almost all of the insignificant loose money on his body.

His mules hauled guns, food, camping materials in a pickup truck, and even walked like a tradesman across the bridge that Polderoux had built.

The residents here are constantly walking, and the bridge across the estuary links the territories of Pordero and Aquitaine.

On this bridge called Gillo River Bridge, merchants and farmers are bustling with each other, making it look bustling and lively.

Elena is wearing a windbreaker and a hat, and she can't even distinguish between men and women on the horse. At this moment, Alimara is no longer as thin as before, her hips are shaking on the horse, and she looks very fertile, especially the white cloth tied behind her. Firearm, which seems to have a postmodern pole-dancing allure.

At this moment, the eyes of passers-by were even completely attracted by Alimara. After all, a lady riding a horse in pants was still too exciting for the residents of Bretonnia.

Fortunately, Roel took out the cloth used as a tent and covered her body, ignoring Alimara's blush and the inconvenience of the cloth, everything was fine.

As for the ladies, they also have their own reasons to follow Roel. Alimara needs to go to Oka Mountain to find the murderer, if the green skin is still alive.

Elena seeks vengeance against the necromancer who destroyed the lighthouse and prevented her from fulfilling her responsibilities from the forest.

But Elena would still complain. "Short-lived ghost, the horse you chose is too slow!"

Roel immediately retorted. "Slow? There are no slow horses in Bretonnia, it's because you run too fast!"

Roel knew that this horse cost him almost 5 gold coins, and two 10 gold coins. This was the amount of money he left to his parents!

But considering that they also need to participate in the battle to buy the mount, this guy actually complained!

Elena looked at Roel's mule, and suddenly thought of running, thinking that it would be very difficult for her to get rid of the mule in the forest...

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm struggling to even run your mule!"

Roel was speechless, indeed no Bretonnian horse could outrun his mule...

He immediately changed the subject. "We've been walking for three days. If it wasn't for your unwillingness to live in the village, we wouldn't have walked so slowly because we didn't have supplies."

"Let me live in the forest with you, you green chaos, beast man, I can bear it, but Alimara?!"

Elena was furious, and her venomous tongue broke out. "You stupid short-lived ghost, human houses are just an insult to trees, only what grows naturally is beautiful!"

Alimara looked up at this moment. "That, master, I'm fine...the forest is beautiful at night..."

At this moment, Roel and Elena answered in an incomparably tacit understanding. "Shut up!"

The poor girl shrank her neck, but this matter would not have been brought up if her buttocks were not too big, but the adventures of the group will never be short of disputes.

Fortunately, when the horses stepped across the stone bridge with a length of more than [-] meters, the scenery of Aquitaine was enough to heal their inner conflicts. The hills reflect each other.

Roel was stunned when he saw it, because apart from the house, it looked like the Hobbiton gathering place in The Lord of the Rings, Hobbiton.

The coastline here is also the gentlest in Bretonnia, with few towering cliffs and mostly beaches and safe bays.

There are many small fishing villages on the coast, and the children's play makes Roel feel like returning to his hometown, especially when they transport the imperial products on the small boats to their homes, so the appearance of evading customs duties is the same as Roel's hometown.

But they suddenly noticed that they had only walked a few hundred meters forward, and the flow of people suddenly dispersed in this vast land, because the villages of Aquitaine were scattered, and it was difficult for outsiders except the locals and businessmen who came here frequently. find exactly.

Because in addition to normal human settlements, there are a large number of abandoned houses, making it difficult to tell which is a real village.

When Elena looked at the gradually darkening sky and started to look for the forest, she soon discovered that the place was not only flat, but also had few hills, not to mention the forest, only large and small abandoned houses.

They have followed the road to a far distance, and there are no obvious villages or cities nearby, only abandoned houses with no owner in sight.

Roel just did some pedantry about Aquitaine in advance, but not much, just a little inquiry, he said.

"Aquitaine is too flat, without land danger, difficult to defend and easy to attack. Although there are no large-scale orcs and undead because it is sandwiched between other duchies, it often encounters robbers and lawbreakers, and residents often abandon their houses. lead to the present situation."

"But let's find a place to spend the night quickly, so as not to be spotted by those guys. I still have a lot of money in my wallet."

Elena rubbed her shoulders, seeing that there was no one here, she untied the windbreaker on her body, revealing the leaf-like clothes, put the windbreaker on her back, let the wind blow, and looked heroic.

"Short-lived ghost, what are you afraid of, I am here, and robbers are just fertilizer!"

"No, no, Miss Elf, you must be defensive." Roel retorted.

At the moment, only Miss Alimara is seriously looking for accommodation for the night...

When my master and...Ai Li silently said in his heart, Mrs. Master, when there was a conflict.

She had spotted a house in the distance that was still brightly lit and smoke was coming from it.

"Master, find..."

The two were still bickering.

"Oh! Elena, are you going to say that the forest is better again?"

Elena pouted. "No, not at all, the human house is warm, and it's just a place for resentful spirits, isn't it?"

Roel complained. "Your forests are all forest spirits, and your ancestors lived with you!"

"Bless the ancestors, I am honored, I am proud, short-lived ghost!" Elena muttered in exaggerated sign language.

Roel said, "You talk like a dwarf."

Elena broke her guard all at once, her little face was blushing, and her spoken language was also stuttering. "dwarf…"

It was still Alimara's unbearable outburst of anger. "Stop bickering, go live with me in the room now, and treat the owner with a better attitude!"

The two fell silent for a moment, and then they realized how much leaving Bordereau had affected them, and they lowered their heads.

Roel sighed. "Sorry, this is the second time I have traveled far. The first time I am going to something called a university."

"I'm feeling a little overwhelmed right now."

Elena also apologized. "I lived in the lighthouse for too long. You are not wrong. I should follow the Romans."

The two of them untied their knots, and rode towards the house. This time they behaved very well, like old friends, although they still bickered with each other, but not too much.

Sometimes, two people will fall into the vortex and cannot get out, and three people will be able to pull it out.

Roel knocked on the door of the house. The owner was a young middle-aged man. He looked quite wealthy. The house was quite big and beautiful. The servants in the house were packing their things one after another and were preparing dinner. .

Roel saw a plate of garlic snails with sharp eyes. It was very good. Even if he spent money, he still wanted to stay here.

"Hi, we are Bordeaux, for the first time..."

Before Roel finished speaking, the master smiled. "Come in, we welcome guests."

kindness?Aquitaine is not as "simple and simple" as others say, he is a robber, at least he has met a good person!

"Then, I'd rather be obedient than respectful." Roel led the lady into the room and tied the horse to the door.

Seeing people coming in, the master closed the door. Roel walked into the warm room, but found that the insulation here was not very good, and his body was still very cold.

He went to the stove to warm up, but found that there was no temperature...

"What's the situation? Elena, Alimara, what's wrong here..."

He looked sideways at his friend, only to find that the appearance of the place had changed drastically. The previous kind owner had disappeared, replaced by a dark and strange figure floating in mid-air.

The previous servants also turned into ghosts, baring their teeth and claws, the warm fire disappeared, the house had no roof at all, and there were no dishes on the table, only the skeletons of adventurers.

They got it!
Elena is okay, the elf's short sword can resist this insubstantial thing, but Alimara has no way to attack them, seeing that the sharp claws have already scratched the girl's cloak.

Roel immediately pulled out the pitchfork, swiped across it, and hit the ghost attacking Alimara. He wasn't sure if his attack would be effective, but he was just impatient.

"Let go of her!"

But after a while, the pitchfork passed through the monster without any attack effect!

Roel was so disheartened that he couldn't attack them!

But after a while, just like in the old anime Fist of the Big Dipper, the monster twisted suddenly, and its illusory body exploded.

Roel suddenly realized that one of his skills had an effect on them!
　I need to save manuscripts on the shelves, although there is still a period of time (almost a month?), but I will start to update twice a day.

　　12:[-] and [-]:[-] p.m. each.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)