Just in Artmark County, there is a shaky carriage walking on muddy trails. The snow sometimes melts, but this will make the road that has not been rested even more muddy. This carriage is already worn out, and small objects fall from time to time during the bumps. There are many strange gadgets hanging on the carriage carriage. ≤

"Old bald, can you slow down? All the things on our carriage are almost flying out. This is all our possessions." A woman's voice came from the carriage, and she kept cursing.

"Don't worry, I can still drive this horse." In the driving position of the carriage, a bald middle-aged man held a wine pot filled with inferior ale in his hand. The bumpy carriage made the wine in his hand sprinkle on his body, and the horse in his mouth was just an old pack horse with teeth and hair loss.

"Stop, stop." Finally, the crazy running pack horse caravan stopped on the side of the road. A middle-aged woman in a dirty and bloated skirt came out of it. She carried her skirt to the bushes beside the road and squatted down and peed.

"Oh, my dear wife, has that child not woken up yet? She isn't dead, right?" asked the bald man sitting in the carriage and peeing in the bushes.

"No, she is very strong, bless the Virgin." The woman stood up, her fingers still not forgetting to make a cross. What they said was a little girl lying on the carriage.

"Holy Virgin? We are in this line. The Virgin's tears are five silver coins, and the feathers on the angel's wings are two silver coins~~~." The bald man jumped out of the carriage, and he knocked the small wooden box tied to the carriage with his hands.

"You cannot blaspheme God. It is precisely through his favor that we can have a meal. If no one believes in it, who should we sell our things to?" The woman cursed her husband angrily. They were a pair of traitors who sold holy objects. In fact, these so-called angel wings were just swan feathers picked up by the pond, while the so-called Virgin's tears were just ordinary spring water in a small bottle.

Their business was not bad, enough to fill the stomach, but the only regret was that they had no children. Although the bald men had been working hard, there was no movement in the woman's belly. However, in this autumn, they went through Mason County and planned to wait until the harvest season was held in Mason Town to make a big fuss at the market, but because of the rebellion of Mason Noble, they had to leave, but when they walked between Mason Castle and Lida Castle, something strange happened.

"I was just going to go to the stream to wash a linen handkerchief. Who knew that I had found her under the roots of a big tree next to the stream." The bald man looked at the little girl lying in a caravan. At that time, she was lying on the bank of the stream, with a wound on her head, and blood flowing down her cheeks. However, she was wearing a gorgeous dress that was worn by only the nobles. She knew it was worth a lot of money, with beautiful patterns embroidered with colorful threads, wrapped around the corners of woolen velvet, and silver jewelry on the girl's hair and a golden cross on her neck.

'She must be a nobleman, is it really okay for us to take her things?" The middle-aged woman looked at the little girl lying peacefully under the dirty thick wool blanket. She twitched her nose and thought to herself how beautiful a little girl she was, how great it would be if she was her daughter.

"What are you talking about? We saved her life, but I don't know which family she came from. I heard that the noble rebellion in the Principal of Mason was rebelled this time. The Earl of Mecklenburg was furious and killed many nobles. The Duke also ordered the strict punishment of the Mason nobles who participated in the rebellion. If she was one of those families, it would be a bad thing for us to save her." The bald man stretched out his black-blazed hand and clenched his scalp. At first, he thought he had picked up a treasure, but the rumors later became more and more powerful, especially the indelible purple blood stains under Mason Castle, which made people shudder. If he saved the wrong person and saved the enemy of the brutal Earl of Mecklenburg, then his bald head would be inserted into the pointed wooden stake of the castle. Little people like them were unwilling to take this risk easily.

"Simply, just treat her as our own child." The middle-aged woman swallowed her saliva. She clenched the corners of her dress and said to her husband with force.

"You are crazy. It would be a bad thing to rob a nobleman. You have to raise a noble child. What if she exposed us?" The bald man refused without hesitation. He had already decided to throw this hot yam into the hotel after arriving in the town, and he was worried about her life or death.

"Didn't you say it too? Maybe her family no longer exists. Besides, we have gone far away. Who can know her true identity? She is still a child, who will believe her words?" The middle-aged woman said quickly. It could be seen that she was eager to want a child. In her eyes, this little girl seemed to be given by the Virgin Mary. Isn't this a miracle?

"Well, what you said makes sense, okay, let's continue on the road." The bald man of course wanted a child, he looked at the little girl lying in the caravan, smashed his mouth, said to his wife, then got on the carriage, and drove them onto the road with a whip.

"Woo, woo, woo, lyna, lyna~~~~." The little girl slowly opened her eyes in the bumpy carriage. Her squinting eyes were blurred and her mind was buzzing, as if someone had called her name like this.

The one who was rescued by this couple was Arod's sister Lina. When Lida Castle was captured, she escaped from Lida Castle in the melee under the cover of Josephine, but was dispersed in chaos. She was panicked and ran into the forest in the darkness, but accidentally fell to the stream. Her head was hit hard on the stones on the river bank. If the couple had not discovered her, Lina might have died next to the stream.

"Fire, fire~~~." Lina gradually woke up, but there seemed to be a sea of ​​fire and numerous figures moving around her. From time to time, arrows would fly in the air. Sometimes arrows would shoot into the people around her, screaming and wailing, as if in hell, she sat up screaming and screaming.

"Shh, shh, it's okay, it's okay." Suddenly, a warm body hugged her tightly and stroked her back with her hands. The sound was as gentle as her mother.

"Me, I, where am I? Where is this? Who am I? My head hurts so much." Lina cried, and she screamed helplessly with a split headache.
Chapter completed!