There were several large water bags in the supplies carried by a pack horse, and the water was filled with passing streams during the day.

Drinking horses can make do with water, but people are very particular about what they drink.

Charles fed the horse, returned to the campfire and poured the water into the clean wooden barrel, then put some alum into stirring for a while.

Alum will be used in dyeing cloth, so he bought some in the city.

"What are you doing?" Yara was curious.

Charles does this every day, and the cat girl doesn't understand it.

"Ninety percent of the little bugs that make people sick in the water are attached to mud and sand and other impurities."

After so many years, someone still remembers this little knowledge he learned in the "Water Treatment Biology" class in college.

Then he scooped the clarified supernatant into a large square tin pot, then put the pot into a campfire and boiled it.

Scoop out a little water left in the bucket and wash the pot, then pour it into the pot and heat it, and don’t have the remaining sediment at the bottom of the bucket.

Yara's face turned a little red, and Charles had to burn hot water to wipe his body every night before going to bed.

Charles took off his shirt and poured the hot water from the pot back to the bucket. He turned his back to the cat girl and dipped it in hot water to wipe it.

Girls also like to clean themselves. Like him, Yala used another half of a linen towel to wipe the hot water, lifted up the sack bag and the skirt on her body and wiped it.

At first, Yara was worried that Charles would take the opportunity to look back and peek at him.

But after the past few days, she found that the actual situation was that she couldn't help but look back at the beautiful muscles, and now she simply didn't hide it.

Moreover, today she seemed to be unable to help it, and she stretched out her fingers and gently stroked the tenderloin.

"What?" Charles asked, "a bug bite into the flesh?"

"No...no!" Yara's fingers shrank back like lightning as if she was discovered doing something bad.

It doesn't seem to rain tonight, and the wind is not strong. You can sleep by spreading blankets by the bonfire.

But tonight, Yara did not sleep on the other side of the bonfire, but met Charles at a right angle.

The cat girl lay on the blanket, looking at the dazzling starry sky, and asked in a low voice: "Medivh, do you think there are people living on other stars?"

“Hulululu~”

The answer to her was the sound of someone snoring.

Everything on the next day's journey was as usual, and when I was sleeping at night, the cat girl moved the blanket to a place more than one meter next to Charles.

On the third night, the distance between the cat girl's blanket and Charles was shortened to half a meter. When she woke up in the morning, she put her hand on someone's chest.

That night, Charles found that Yara was sleeping side by side with him.

Charles didn't want to provoke this person, so he ignored her. But the next night he found that the cat girl was just getting into bed.

"What are you doing?" Charles frowned.

Yara smiled "hehe" and stretched her head over and kissed him gently on the face, then stuck out her tongue and licked her neck gently.

Next, someone found out that he was being molested.

He is not a gentleman in nature.

When a missing demon princess was arrested, she tried to seduce him, and said that she liked hard, so he made the princess hard at the South Pole.

So someone fainted while the cat girl was unprepared.

When he was on the road the next day, Yara no longer sat on the shelves of the pack horses, but ran to increase the burden on the travel horse and sat behind Charles.

"Do you know?" said Yara on the way. "It is more important to have an experienced good manager in the caravan than to have a few more carriages."

Charles just nodded and said, "Really."

"I'll tell you." Yara smiled and said, "When I go home, I can ask my father to introduce you to an old manager."

"At that time, you have a truck and a guard and an old manager to help you, and you will soon make a lot of money."

Charles responded as always, "Oh".

Next, Yara asked him a little shyly: "Medivh, is there anything you can do if you have money?"

Charles replied seriously: "One bit of fries."

"No." Yara stretched out her hand and gently pinched his waist, "I'm asking you what more important things are."

"The whole lot of fries." Charles still answered.

Yara was speechless at him, sighed helplessly, and then pressed her face against his back.

In the next few days, Yara became more and more intimate with Charles' behavior. From time to time, she mentioned that she could give him the capital to do business as long as she got home and could provide more and more help. Later, even carriages, horses, coachmen, and guards were all there, and she almost pushed someone to the ground and had a good time.

Charles felt something was wrong, and out of curiosity, he began to cater to her more, in addition to the whole fries, he also had some fried chicken nuggets.

The town ports in this world are much more known than Charles before, and they soon arrived at a port by the sea.

The night before arriving at the port, while the two were sleeping in the wild to make supper, Yara suddenly pointed to the woods in the distance and shouted: "It seems that there is something there."

Charles frowned. There was nothing there, but there was a person hidden on the other side.

"Can it be a wolf?" Yara said worriedly, "What if we fall asleep at night and the wolf comes?"

Seeing that she worked so hard, Charles took his weapon from the trip and walked towards the place she pointed.

Not long after someone left, two things flew out of the woods in the distance, and Yara raised her hand and caught it.

It was a wooden bottle of one big and one small. Yala pulled out the bottle plug of the big bottle and poured the powder into the pot, then ate the powder in the small bottle by himself, and finally threw the bottle and the bottle plug into the fire.

After Charles walked around and saw her pulling the fire with a wooden stick, making the fire burn bigger.

"It's okay." Someone pretended not to know anything, "It might be a passing rabbit."

What happened next was the same as the previous few days, except that Charles slept earlier and heavier.

Under the moonlight, a figure walked out of the woods and sprinkled a long shadow on the clearing ground.

The figure walked to Charles silently, squatted down and lifted Yara who was lying on him to the side, stretched out her hands to pinch his breasts, and then twisted it hard.

Charles continued to lie there snore like he was fine.

"It seems that he has died of sleep." The figure raised his hood, and it was a dog girl in her thirties.

Then she coldly said to Yara who was sitting up: "It seems that you have been having a lot of fun these days. Have you forgotten something?"

"You can play together, Isapi." Yara's expression seemed calm. "The plan was normal at the beginning, but he rescued me."

Isabie said: "Then you should leave him and continue your plan."

"You don't need to teach me how to do things," Yara replied. "A girl who came to Abdellesburg with a caravan is innocent than the kidnapped girl for sale in the slave market."

Isapi touched Charles' abs on the ground and asked again: "Are you confident that you can control him?"

Yara said confidently: "What's the difficulty? This man has never seen the world at first sight. He has been kept at home for too long and is very particular when he goes out."

"As long as you give him some sweetness, be indifferent from time to time, and just hold him like this, he will obediently listen to me."

"Hehe, you haven't had a man yet, right? Do you want me to lend him to you for a few days?"

There was no expression on Isapi's face, and he just asked, "How do you want me to cooperate with you?"

Yala said seriously: "The day after tomorrow, I took him to the No. 2 stronghold and said that it was my home, so that the old man would pretend to be my father."

"The base of the large porcelain vase in the stronghold moved. When I took him there, I pretended to introduce the vase to him, and let the vase fall down and break when he touched the vase, so that there was a reason to pinch him."
Chapter completed!