Gradually waking up from the dark coma, Jonah's first feeling was heat, weakness, and extreme thirst. His eyelids were extremely heavy. He tried several times but could not open his eyes. The sense of touch gradually returned to In addition to the unknown pain all over the body, all the exposed skin was blown by the sharp wind like a knife. The astrologer apprentice took a deep breath, and was sucked into the nostrils together with the hot air, and there was a salty smell. Gravel and dust, he arched his body and coughed violently.
"Where am I..." Jonah struggled to spit out a few words, and heard his voice sounding like two rough rocks rubbing against each other, making an unpleasant sound without lubrication.
A jolt threw his body off the ground, and he fell heavily. Jonah's consciousness began to dive into the deep sea of coma, and he vaguely heard two people talking not far away from him.
"The cargo is awake,"
"Yeah, he's a tough guy and he needs water and food,"
"You waste precious water on goods. You are a kind-hearted person who is almost stupid. Brother, if my father were still alive, he would never allow you to do this. He would say: 'The men of the sand thieves are cruel coyotes. them……'"
"My father has passed away for three years. My dear sister, you must face this reality. Moreover, we are no longer sand thieves. We can only act in accordance with the contract. If he dies before arriving, we will not get a penny. "
"Looking at your big-headed contract, I told you ten thousand times that I shouldn't take on this thankless job... pay attention to the rocks... where is the delivery location?"
"The northwest border of Tochara, the city of Namozha, is about three to four days away, depending on the location of the queen. In addition, I saw the rocks. My dear sister, since you let me take the helm, I must Just trust my skills, okay..."
"Namoza, I don't want to go to that ghost place for the second time...the reef,...very good, now I'm going to have indigestion. Thank you for your excellent skills, brother,"
"At least you have to believe that I am making continuous progress..."
In the midst of an incomprehensible conversation between a man and a woman in the common language of the West Road, the astrologer's apprentice once again fell into a coma. After an unknown period of time, a sweet trickle suddenly moistened his lips. Jonah immediately opened his mouth and sucked greedily. This precious liquid represents life. With every sip of water down your throat, you can feel your thirsty body letting out a sigh of contentment, as if every dry cell is moaning and stretching, sucking up every drop of water like a sponge.
The water flow stopped, and Jonah stretched out his hand eagerly: "I want to drink more, a little more, a little more..."
"People who are extremely thirsty will die from over-hydration. As an important cargo, that is not the best result; besides, we don't have much water. You just drank two days of reserves,"
The male voice said, and Jonah slowly opened his eyes. Dry sand particles fell from his eyelids. He blinked hard to lubricate the dry eyelids.
There was a strange man squatting in front of him. He had the usual square face and gray-green eyes of people from the Western Continent, but his skin was dark and shiny. He was wearing a white knee-length robe embroidered with gold flowers, and his head was wrapped in a thick white cloth turban. , holding a long and flat leather water bag in his hand.
Jonah immediately sat up and reached out to grab the water bag. His survival instinct made him forget about politeness and caution. At this moment, he couldn't see anything else. He could only see the simmering cowhide bag, and what was inside was sweeter than any fine wine. of juice.
"Click,"
The sound of the spring tightening came, and a piece of cold metal pressed against Jonah's forehead, making the astrologer apprentice's movements stiffen. He didn't know what kind of weapon the piece of metal was, but the end of the rectangular metal was buzzing. , the steam puppet power core that spewed out white smoke told him that it was a weapon, an unknown and powerful weapon.
"Brother, don't you think the goods should be tied up to prevent damage?"
"His limbs will become necrotic after being tied for a long time, and the commission will be greatly reduced." The man spread his hands helplessly, "Let him move a bit, and then I will tie him to the mast myself, okay?"
"Anyway, don't make any more mistakes,"
The cold metal was taken back by the owner. Jonah looked at the woman not far away in horror. The long fiery red cloak covered her body. She had beautiful short golden hair and healthy light brown skin. Her right hand held a hand that was more than a yard long. The rectangular weapon has a deep hole in the front, and at the end is a complex machine with steam coming out and the piston rising and falling. The gray metal surface is engraved with chaotic relief patterns. Jonah recognizes a double concentric circle symbol in it, which is Representing one of the seven major gods, the logo of Luta, the god of fertility, the highest belief in the entire southern continent.
The woman had a tall nose and a pair of slender, cold gray-green eyes. She pointed her pointed chin at Jonah: "Don't do stupid things, cargo. Your smartest way is to stay silent, don't move, don't struggle, Don't talk until you reach your destination,"
"I...I'm in the Southern Continent," Yona said in a dry voice the question deep in his heart.
"Yes, you are in the Southern Continent," said the man squatting in front of you, "and didn't you hear what she said? Stop asking questions."
"Who are you, where is this place, have you seen my companions, a knight riding a unicorn, Elliot, a black-haired oriental woman, her name is Long Ji, and Sibi , she is..." the astrologer's apprentice murmured. He moved his neck with difficulty and saw no trace of his companion around.
"I told you not to ask any more questions. It's true." The man scratched his nose in distress and glanced at the woman cautiously. "There is some food here. After eating, I have to tie you back. I'm sorry."
The fragrant smell passed into the nostrils of the astrologer's apprentice. Jonah took the piece of brown bread and couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but he put down the food, "I seem to have heard you say, I am your goods,"
"In my eyes, you are two shining gold coins," the man grinned. "This is a commission from an anonymous person who paid a large price to pick up the goods from Sherlington Port and deliver them to Namoza City. Two gold coins. , Such a good job is really a blessing from the Lord God Luta..."
"Who is sending me where?" Jonah was confused.
The sound of footsteps sounded, and the two men immediately stopped talking and watched the woman's movements with the corner of their eyes. The woman in the red cloak climbed several stairs to a higher platform. They both breathed a sigh of relief.
"My name is Jonah, an apprentice astrologer and a native of St. Bollen." Seeing that the man had a friendly attitude and seemed to have a desire to chat, Jonah sat on the floor, took a small bite of the wheat cake, and introduced himself.
"Danny Stewart, from Zawi, the fatal lady just now is my sister Hannah Stewart. Judging from your accent, I know that you were born in the Red Clay Plains. Although you have not returned to the Western Continent for more than ten years, you have always been there. I'll tell you that you are from a neighboring country." The man extended his hand to shake Jonah's hand in a friendly manner, and then showed an embarrassed look: "By the way, I heard that St. Bolun has been conquered by the Zawi Empire. I apologize if necessary. if……"