133 Let's run, little boy!
Sawyer only has three requirements for Al: be obedient, don’t talk, and keep up with him.?
The first two conditions, under the threat of Sawyah's slap, Al agreed very happily. As for the third condition, Al didn't consider it at all: Even if he is a primary school student, he wouldn't be unable to keep up with this guy's footsteps, right?
After all, Sawyer actually has only one condition, that is, obedience.
As for the last two?
Whether it is Tamrier's common language or Skyrim's Nord, Al will not speak at all. Speaking Chinese to others will only be regarded as a local language. Others will not be able to understand it if they are a little more complicated.
And keep up with the pace? In fact, it doesn’t matter whether he can keep up with it or not. If you can keep up, just pull him up. If you can, you can’t keep up. You must know that in this cold winter, the snow wolf in the wilderness is very hungry.
Of course, Sawyer would not move forward all of them, otherwise it would not be called rushing, it would be called murder.
It took an hour to go, but Saoya and the others walked for an hour and a half. Although Little Al followed Saoya's footsteps, he was so tired that he almost collapsed when he arrived under the city wall.
It was not difficult for Saoya to climb over the city wall with a child on her back. After finding a hotel at will, handing Al and a few gold coins to the waiter, Saoya turned around and left.
I rushed back to the academy all the way. When Sawyer arrived at the 12th floor of the Achievement Hall, it was almost twelve o'clock in the evening.
"Everyone says ** is worth a thousand gold coins at a moment. At least I have wasted ten gold cards, right?"
Sawyer laughed at himself and gently pushed open the door of Filina.
Feilina was already asleep, but her sleeping appearance was not very good. The girl leaned her sideways, pressing the quilt tightly with one leg, and her smooth back was exposed to the air, which made Sawyer feast his eyes.
"kindness?"
It seemed that the girl opened her eyes in a daze. After the girl saw clearly that the person was Soya, she suddenly screamed and pulled the quilt to cover herself up.
However, it seemed that the girl's body was wrapped in a quilt, rolling down from the bed, and hitting the floor with a muffin sound.
"Ouch!"
Seeing the girl struggling to stand up but was wrapped in the quilt and unable to move, Saoya smiled bitterly and patted her forehead: "This girl..."
Ignoring the girl's opposition, Soya carried Firina to the bed with the quilt. The girl kept using "squirting" to express her opposition. Soya slapped her butt hard before she calmed down.
However, after most of the night's "cooling" and making such a fuss in the room, the original ambiguity between the two had long disappeared. Not to mention the angry girl, even Sawy was in a state of no mood.
"Stop making trouble, go to bed quickly."
She patted the girl's butt through the quilt, and Sawy also took off her shoes and got into the quilt. Feilina just glared at him, but unexpectedly did not object.
Holding the girl's delicate body, Soya didn't think too much, and soon fell asleep. He had just completed the challenge and ran around for the whole night. He was too tired.
The girl looked at Soya with some distress, kissed her frowning brows that were still tightly after falling asleep, and fell asleep on Soya's arm.
...
When Soya woke up early in the morning, Filina was still sleeping soundly. Looking at the girl's arms, Soya also gave up her plan to get up early and practice.
"Just take a vacation."
Sawyer thought helplessly. As a long-term habit, he couldn't touch the bow and sword when he woke up in the morning, and he felt a little uncomfortable.
However, when I think of morning exercises, Sawyer inevitably thinks of today's "task": training Al.
When he thought of that naughty child, Sawyer had a headache. Slapping it can't be used as a routine method. He is not a psychopath. He was just an unhappy last night and was just impulsive.
Just as Sawy was holding Felina and thinking about how to train Al, the cute new boy who had just traveled through time also woke up.
He was "too tortured" last night's wild running and the not-so-soft bed, not to mention Soyana's inhumane methods.
In order to avoid the next tragic encounter, Al also began to plan, he wanted to escape from here and escape from the demon.
Last night, I confirmed that this is the world of "Sky" and he has "passed" the game. As long as he knows the current main line progress, with the ability of foresight, wouldn't it be easy to rise all the way?
He is a time traveler and the protagonist!
As for other trivial matters such as language, weather, food, and funds?
As the protagonist, you still need to consider this? Which novel's protagonist will worry about this little thing!
After putting on the long gown brought by the waiter, Al made a detailed plan.
"First...well, have a full meal."
Al soon thought of the first step, pushed open the door and shouted.
Although the hotel waiter could not understand Al's words, he understood what he meant from Al's tone and expression, and soon brought a large bowl of beef soup and a dozen white bread.
"Yeah, get out."
Al nodded with satisfaction and waved his hand to ask the waiter to leave.
"I wish you were satisfied."
The waiter couldn't understand the Chinese spoken by Al. Looking at Al's satisfied expression, he thought he was praising him. He smiled and bowed before turning around and leaving the room.
"Yeah, it doesn't taste good... I'm also obedient, much better than that damn idiot."
Al took a big sip of beef soup, exclaimed a few more words, and scolded Sawyer again.
Although he didn't know Sawy's name yet, it didn't prevent him from using idiots to replace it.
Putting the remaining two pieces of bread into your pocket, Al plans to take the next step: "For the second part, let's leave here first, go directly to the southernmost city. Anyway, there are carriages and other things, ten steel pounds are enough."
The "steel slag" that Al called is gold coins. Obviously, he did not know the prices here, and in this world, no carriage and horse guild would accept cross-border travel. Only those powerful mercenary groups could do cross-border travel.
But as the saying goes, ignorant people are fearless, do not understand common terms, do not know prices, and do not even have any cold clothes. Ai Er left the hotel with a calm look on his face, and it took less than half a minute...
It was frozen back.
Although it is not the coldest time yet, in the northernmost part of the Winter Castle, the coldest morning, the temperature outside is at least minus twenty degrees Celsius. This temperature cannot be resisted by a thin shirt.
"Okay, p1anB."
Al took a deep breath and recovered from his discouragement.
"That slave!"
Al shouted, and the waiter who had been before rushed over quickly. It was morning and there were not many guests in the hotel who needed service.
“What do you need?”
The waiter knew that the two were speechless, but his expression perfectly expressed his meaning.
The thin little guy in front of me is a big customer. At least, the adult who brought him last night is definitely a big customer.
As a senior waiter who has been working as a three-year veteran, Lauren is very good at looking at people. Naturally, he can see that the elf last night was not only a student, but also a powerful mercenary.
Of course, whether it is rich or noble, what Lauren fears most is the last possibility. The soldiers of the Winter Fort will not offend a powerful mercenary for a small waiter. Moreover, even if the mercenary kills people, as long as they go to other territories to avoid them for a while, they will be able to come back openly.
"Get me some clothes, I'm going out."
Al pulled the long gown on his body and pointed to the wooden door. The waiter quickly understood what he meant, took a set of cotton robe and boots from the warehouse, and handed it to Al attentively, but...
"Ahem..."
Smelling the musty smell on the cotton robe, Al's little face was entangled, but for his "escaping plan", he still pinched his nose and changed into this cotton robe.
After changing into a fat old cotton robe, wearing a cotton hat and wind towel, Al, who was originally out of place in this world, immediately transformed into the most ordinary child of a civilian family.
Even without a mirror, Al knew that Sawyer would definitely not recognize himself now.
But just as Al walked towards the gate, the gate was opened from outside. The snowflakes blowing in the wind made him instinctively cover his eyes. Then, Al heard a familiar voice coming from behind:
"Hello, where is the kid I brought last night?"
Saoya greeted the waiter. The waiter was stunned. Just as he was about to answer, he saw the child Saoya was looking for rushing out of the hotel.
"What's wrong?"
Sawyer didn't care about the movement behind him. In the north, there were often kids who came to ask for wine with their parents on their backs, and then hurried away. He was no longer surprised during the more than a month in the Winter Castle.
However, when the waiter raised his hand and pointed it behind him, Sawyer realized: The little devil was Al just now!
But by the time he rushed out of the hotel, there were no people on the street.
"Huh! Get it done!"
After turning two turns in a row, Al stopped, listened to the movement behind him, and gasped and showed a relieved smile.
"However, it's not safe enough, it's better to escape from this city!"
After gritting his teeth, Al ran again. Who knew if the demon would cast any positioning spell on him?
The city gate guards did not check a child. They watched El running, smiled and let him go, but stopped Saoya and his... wolf spirit who followed him?
The guards were a little confused. After all, no matter how they looked at the wolf spirit of this student, it was more like a dog than a wolf.
"College, register."
As the guards of the Winter Fort, they certainly recognized the badge on Sawyer's chest, so they would not check Sawyer's ID, just let him register.
Thinking of Al's short legs, Sawyer didn't mind wasting this time. After taking the guard's quill pen to sign his name, he took the dog...the wolf spirit to chase out of the city gate.
Although he has been complaining about the appearance of the wolf spirit he summoned, Sawyer has to admit that at some point, Erha is quite useful.
For example, tracking.
Erha just smelled the bed where Wen Al had slept for a night, and took Soya all the way to the city gate, and there were several turns in the middle. I don’t know if it was the naughty child who was specially circled to avoid Soya or because he simply refused to recognize the way.
"Run, run," Sawyer looked at the road covered with fresh snow, "It's better to run out of the palm of my hand, otherwise, I want you to look good!"
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Regarding the fact that there was no update yesterday, it was not that the author Jun had to stop the update again, but simply because he didn’t have time to write in the exam, and the manuscript was used up again.
Chapter completed!