One thousand nine hundred and forty-eight chapters outside the manor
The weather was nice early in the morning, and the bright sunshine filtered in from the window, waking up Celeste who was sleeping in the house. Bing Zhixie sat up from the bed, rubbed her stiff face, and squinted her eyes.
Looking out the window at the fields, several farm children were already playing in the fields.
The weather has not been so good for a long time. Since the disaster came, the sky has always been gloomy and full of dust, making it difficult to breathe. However, this area, this place, has not been affected by the slightest meteorite.
You are lucky to have such a bright sky.
Bing Zhixie stretched his waist and shook his body that was stiff from sleep. The pain caused him to grin. The situation in his stomach was better. Fortunately, Hilary was a wood magician. With the help of the doctor,
He reconnected the broken intestines in his stomach, and added the medicine he brought from Barren Rock City. Although he only rested for three days, his body has recovered a lot, and he was able to get out of bed and walk yesterday.
There was a lot of noise outside, but the Pegasus Snow was grazing peacefully under the jujube tree beside the stream. There was also the stubborn Moonlight Dragon, entrenched among the branches under the canopy of an ancient banyan tree, looking around.
From time to time, he would stick out his long tongue and lick his hook-like nose.
A woman was washing dates freshly cut from a jujube tree next to a stream in the field. It was the first time for her to see such a beautiful white flying horse opposite the stream. She was amazed from time to time and was saying something to her child.
Pointing at Pegasus.
Bing Zhixie coughed a few times, took a sip of hot water and walked out of the big wooden house. Her body was bathed in the warm and peaceful sunshine, and her whole mood was freed from the gloom of pain.
"Hey, your injury looks a lot better."
Bing Zhixie, who was walking in the field, turned around when he heard the words. He saw a sharp arrow flying past his eyes and nailing a scarecrow with a target in the field.
The speaker was dressed in blood-red, wearing a blue-grey triangular arrow-feather hat, holding a long wooden bow in his hand, wearing light cloth trousers and a pair of long leather boots with pointed toes.
'Feixia' is his nickname, and Kyle is his name. It was he who brought Bing Zhixie here to heal his injuries. They had seen each other more than once in the past two days.
Kyle is not the only one who practices archery. In the field, those holding scarecrows as targets are the group of farm children. Some of them are in their early ten years, some are only five or six years old. Each one of them is holding a pistol in his hand.
Bows, including slingshots, they gathered together and were competing to see whose archery skills were better, until they saw Kyle appear, and they all ran over to say hello to him.
Kyle was surrounded by children and had to show his hands in front of them. He shot arrows blindfolded. He shot ten arrows in a row. Each arrow hit the target. Each arrow penetrated the one in front. Look at those arrows.
The children were all stunned and clapped their hands.
Bing Zhixie walked under the jujube tree and touched the Pegasus' mane. Its pure wings spread out and patted its owner's face, which made Bing Zhixie's face itchy. She had to step aside, unconscious in her hands.
He started practicing magic.
Kyle played with the children for a while and then walked towards Bing Zhixie. The two sat down on the stone bench under the jujube tree. Kyle said: "There will be a banquet at noon in the shelter in the east, and there will be many outsiders attending.
, your friends have gone too, won’t you go?”
"I would rather be quiet." Bing Zhixie said, "Those people are not my friends either."
Kyle smiled: "It seems that you are very cautious about the definition of friends."
"What's wrong?"
Kyle shrugged: "Some people have a much broader definition of friends. Maybe they become friends just by saying hello."
Bing Zhixie pondered for a while and said, "You must have met a lot of people."
"Yes, but this is the first time I've seen you like this."
"There's nothing different about me." Bing Zhixie said.
Kyle shook his head: "No, you are too different."
Bing Zhixie didn't want to talk to him about this, so he changed the subject and asked: "In the past two days, I have observed that there are many people playing bows and arrows around here. Is this a local custom or some kind of tradition? Even such young children are competing with each other.
Technique."
Kyle said: "That's because the owner of the manor has suddenly become obsessed with bows and arrows recently, so he invites well-known archers, archers or people with skills in the world to visit the manor. That's why a bow and arrow trend suddenly started near the manor."
Bing Zhixie looked at the bow he placed against the tree and his calloused hands and said, "With your archery skills, you should be a guest of the manor owner."
"Hahahahaha..." Kyle laughed: "My archery skills are... not bad." He turned his head and looked into the distance and said, "Have you seen that person?"
Bing Zhixie followed his gaze and saw a tall woman wearing a dark green side skirt chatting with someone in the middle of the dirt road. This woman also had a big bow on her back.
Kyle said: "Morin the Hunter, have you ever heard of this name and nickname?"
Bing Zhixie thought for a while and shook his head: "I don't know much about the famous shooters on the mainland."
Kyle was not angry and said: "That's right, most people only care about the best in their own field."
"So, she is the best in your opinion?"
"Yes."
"How does his archery compare to yours?"
"Hmm... I don't know, I guess." Kyle said seriously: "I have never competed with her, and my knowledge of her is only hearsay."
"Then how do you know that you are similar?" Bing Zhixie said: "In many cases, if you say that you are similar to others, you are probably not as good as the other person."
Kyle turned to look at Bing Zhixie: "Why do I feel like you want to stir up trouble?"
Bingzhi smiled evilly, then changed the topic and asked: "The people who attacked me in the grassland last time have not been seen since they came here. Aren't they usually here?"
Kyle asked back: "You want to take revenge on them?"
Bing Zhixie said: "Why do they want to attack me even though I'm seriously injured? You should get to know such people." Thinking of being attacked by a sudden weirdo in the meadow that day, he was almost in danger.
The memory of being killed by that man's dagger was naturally not good, not to mention the fact that the headless knight left a deep impression on him.
Kyle said: "The person who attacked you that day was named Babu, nicknamed the 'Tiger of Murder', and the headless horseman was named Navi Arnaz. They are all bodyguards in the manor and usually do not come outside.
."
"Oh..." Bing Zhixie nodded: "The strength of these two people is extraordinary."
Kyle said seriously: "The guards protect the safety of the entire manor. Their abilities are of course extraordinary. Especially the murderous tiger Babu, his temper is not the least bit bad. You want to take revenge on him."
, I advise you to think it over carefully."
Bing Zhixie touched the scab on her arm and said, "This is not a grudge. I am just interested in them, especially the headless knight."
Kyle smiled and said: "Are you also interested in why he has no head? Hahaha, everyone who has met Arnaz is very interested in this. Let me tell you quietly, he is a knight without a line! Let me say something depressing.
, I can’t survive three moves at his hands.”
"Knight without a line... that's so interesting." Bing Zhixie said: "But what I'm interested in is the black rose armor on him."
Kyle said unexpectedly: "How do you know that suit of armor is called 'Black Rose'?"
"Because that's what I sold."
Kyle was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "So that's it. You sold Arnaz a good set of treasures. He likes this set of armor very much."
Bing Zhixie asked: "You mean he bought it?"
"Yes, but it was bought by the manor owner and he took a fancy to it." Kyle added: "Speaking of which, the manor owner has been out for the past few days and happened to be away. Otherwise, I would have introduced you into the inner manor. No,
I’ll let you stay overnight at a farmhouse outside the village.”
"Thank you. It's nice here. I like quietness and don't like the excitement. This place is more suitable for me to recuperate." Bing Zhixie said.
Kyle said: "I heard that the owner of the manor will be back in the next two days. He likes to meet capable people, and he will be very happy to see you. I'm afraid that he will blame me for neglecting you. By the way.
, your magic robe has been mended, I will ask someone to bring it to you this afternoon."
Bing Zhixie didn't think about it for a moment: "What magic robe?"
"It's the red magic robe you wore before." Kyle said.
"Uh..." Bing Zhixie felt embarrassed: "Have you mended the broken magic robe? I thought you threw it away."
Kyle said: "It just so happened that the 'tailor' in the manor had nothing to do recently, so he took your magic robe to be mended. But when the owner of the manor comes back, he might give you a better one. He will eventually
I like giving away treasures."
Bing Zhixie couldn't help but wonder: "Who is the owner of your manor? It made me curious."
Kyle's eyes widened and he was stunned for a moment: "Why, you still don't know who the owner of our manor is?"
Bing Zhixie shook her head: "You didn't tell me either."
Kyle laughed and said: "Okay, okay, I made a mistake. This is Putist Manor. The owner of the manor, Sir Putist, is the richest man in the world today. His ancestors were the founders of the World Bank..."