While Xu Ziye was following the main road south, near the forest gathering point thirty miles away, a caravan was also putting down the things on the carriage and preparing to camp.

For mortals, thirty miles may be a road that can be reached in one afternoon, but for a caravan, they will never go to the last thirty miles to enter the city at noon.

Because when they arrived in the town, it was already dark, even if they entered the city, they could not sell the goods they brought. Instead, they would be exploited by the town guards. At the same time, the guards of the caravans would relax their vigilance because they entered the city and were eventually plotted against.

Many things happen on the night when the caravan enters the town, so generally speaking, the caravans are used to finding a place not far from the town before entering the town.

On the one hand, they can enter the city early the next morning and sell all their things. On the other hand, the place where they are stationed is not far from the town. If there is anything, they can also send a distress signal to support the arrival of rescue.

Most towns also know this habit. There will be such gathering points thirty miles away from the town.

This is exactly the case with the caravan in front of me, but they are not the caravans in their country, but the large caravans targeting their capital. They are just passing by a small town not far away and have not focused their business here at all.

This time, they had no intention of entering the nearby town at all. They just stayed here overnight and sent a carriage to trade the next day.

The remaining team will set off immediately and head towards the capital of this country.

It was already afternoon, and the merchants who were camping quickly took action. On one of the carriages, a young businessman in ordinary clothes was sorting out the small tent he brought out from the carriage.

Although the tent had been tightly put away, it was still too bulky for the business girl. It was still quite hard for the girl to move the tent alone.

Judging from her stupid moves of setting up a tent next to the carriage, she is not used to doing such "rough" work.

But it's strange. No matter how bulky the girl's movements were, no matter how tired she looked, no one came to help her, and even some servants in the caravan did not look at her more.

The girl seemed to know the caravan's rejection of her. No matter what the situation was, she would grit her teeth and work hard.

After a lot of effort, the girl finally set up her tent, but it was getting dark, the campfires in the camp were burning, and the merchants and guards were all piled up to handle their own food.

But all this has nothing to do with the girl. The location where those people light the bonfire is far away from the girl's tent, and there are even a few carriages blocking the road, with only a little light that can shine on the girl's tent.

The girl was used to this kind of thing. She carefully touched a piece of flint from the carriage, found a few thin pieces of firewood, and prepared to set up a small bonfire in front of her carriage.

At this moment, a voice came from under the shade of the tree, "Can I let me roast the fire?"

Looking in the direction of the sound, the girl found a young man walking out of the woods. He was wearing a white robe that was not very fit. There were some worn clothes under the robe. It can be seen that the style was worn by the little nobles of the nearby Kabudo Kingdom.

The boy's face was pale, his lips didn't look much bloody, his eyes were a little yellow, and his dark circles were like many people who had never slept.

However, the boy's left hand was always holding a book composed of several white papers, looking like a cultured person.

Behind the boy was a woman in black armor. She was carrying a long sword and a square shield, and her long silver hair was exposed from the bottom of the helmet. It can be seen from where she was standing that she should be the teenager's guard.

This combination is not like a businessman or aristocratic, which makes the girl a little curious, but she still didn't ask anything, but just whispered, "I'm not the owner of the caravan. If you want to come in and roast the fire or something, you can go to the black wooden carriage in the middle of the camp to ask."

"Then there is no need." The boy shook his head, "The caravan will not accept outsiders at will, especially when camping in the wild. It is already dark now, and today is not the time for the night market. Even if I know there are good things here, normal people will not come. If I just run over like this, I will be arrested by a spy who is regarded as a thief.

Even if they let me go tomorrow morning, they will teach me a lesson. I don’t want to do such boring things."

After hearing what the boy said, the girl was stunned for a moment. Finally, she shook her head and said, "I can't let you roast the fire here. If you are too close to me, you won't have a good ending."

After saying that, the girl lowered her head again and started to sort out her pitiful firewood.

After a while, the girl didn't hear any sound. She thought the boy left like this after hearing what she said. For some reason, the girl who was used to this kind of thing felt sour for no reason in her heart, and a tear slid down like this and fell on the back of the girl's hand.

The girl gently wiped away the tears and raised her head to look at the sky, but found that the boy stood in front of her with a smile.

Maybe it was because the boy was frightened by the silence of his heart, or maybe it was because the boy saw his thoughts, and the girl jumped up and was about to scream.

At this moment, the boy suddenly said, "Did they say you have been possessed by a demon? They said that the things in your house are full of blood. If you don't hand them over, everyone who comes into contact with you will die?"

The girl was so scared that she took a few steps back, stared at the boy in front of her and asked, "Who are you? Are you here to ask for that thing too? I can tell you that even if you kill me, you won't get that thing."

The boy shook his head and sighed, "It seems that you have a story, but I have always been curious. Why did this caravan take you with me? And when the horses are constantly dying, they have been arranged to pull the cart for you?"

The girl was stunned for a moment and was about to say something, but footsteps came not far from the camp.

The boy frowned, took a step back, and retreated into the woods with the woman beside him. When he left, the girl found several caravan guards walking towards this side.

One of them shouted at the girl, "Demon Shari, who was here just now?"
Chapter completed!