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Chapter 171 0170: Joan's Reward

The flowing clouds couldn't block the moonlight, and the dark blue dome passed over the flying monsters, and the mist melted into snow, leaving colorful spots of light behind.

The back door of the bathroom.

Joan sat on the cargo box and looked up at the night.

The residents in charge of cleaning had already rested, and Mrs. Silver left the door lock key to the night watch girl.

Joan breathed out a breath of mist toward the street, and smiled at the warm glow of the bonfire.

She tightened her winter coat, wanted to sing, but held back, finally pursed her lips, and turned to look at the stone wall behind the bathing place.

The tribal alliance is very hard.

They didn't rest immediately after the battle, but cleaned up the whole day, and now it was their turn to enjoy the warm water bath.

Joan listened to the subdued conversation inside and estimated the time when everyone left.

In the bathhouse, there are not only Southern Xinjiang scholars, but also battle banners, infantry, food and grass officers and night watchmen from other tribes, as well as the leader of Sandon Kaya...

The gentleman Joan cared about most.

"It's boring to wait, and it's so cold."

"Hmm~" Joan pursed her lips and shook her head, "It's okay, they are very tired, and they should be leaving..."

Halfway through she spoke, she shrank her neck and covered her mouth.

The village is well-guarded, and there will definitely be no enemies. In addition, the tribe is very lively tonight, so Joan relaxed his vigilance.

She was completely unaware of who it was that was speaking to her.

"There will be a witch in the middle of the night, why don't you go to sleep?"

The speaker was Ken Bouvier, Warringer, the man who rebuilt Thornton Kaya, who came out of the night, tall and strong, with a step as firm as a mountain.

"Good evening, sir."

Joan greeted with a smile.

She clasped her palms and bowed her head, secretly happy - the other party was wearing clothes that she had washed and dried herself.

"You don't have to work so hard."

Ken walked over to lean on the cargo box, and looked up at the twilight from the angle she had just seen, but instead of enjoying the beautiful scenery, she was thinking about the vastness of the wasteland and the hidden dangers.

"No."

Joan took a step forward. She didn't sit back on the cargo box, but stood beside the warring, and she said, "Thornton Kaya is the most beautiful when the moonlight shines on the snow."

"Is it? It will be more beautiful."

Ken smiled.

"By the way," he said, "The vendors we rescued left behind a lot of beautiful and interesting things. If you like something, you can pick it."

Joan nodded her head, and her smile looking up at the sky seemed more gentle.

Ken can actually see that even if he said so, she would not take the initiative to ask for anything, so he added: "It's better to take Meg with you, she is more cheerful and has a better vision, and she will definitely help you choose a favorite one's gift."

"I will."

Joan replied, with pleasure in her voice.

The evening wind blew the hair beside her scarf, making the corners of her eyes itchy. She raised her hand to push it away, as if wiping a shallow silver arc.

Ken watched her profile.

[Beautiful people or things are the most cherished things in life. 】

Remarks are interpreted in due course.

He looked in another direction, crossed his arms, and blocked the cold wind with his body—the two of them looked up at the moon in such a quiet night.

It's been a while...well, maybe a moment.

Joan could not feel the passage of time.

They hadn't been alone for so long since Ken had become Warring.

The last time, the village was attacked by werewolves, and Hamsin died.

Ken stood guard at the entrance of the cave where he had taken refuge from night to noon, listening to Joan singing "Thornton Kaya Winter Ballad", and then decided to reshape that beautiful dream.

There were conversations in the bathroom.

The last group of users left the pool yawning, the wooden door was closed, and the night lights were turned off...

The quietest period before dawn came.

Joan looked sideways at Ken's arm.

She felt a little distressed.

Although Ken looked stronger than when we first met, the exposed skin on the neck was covered with fine scars, his complexion became darker, and a light black beard appeared on his chin...

Joan felt a little sad and wanted to lean her head against it.

She encourages herself:
When the former Zhanjing was alive, or when Hamsin came back from hunting, he could do the same, as long as he gently put his head on it like a piece of falling snow...

"looking at what?"

"what."

Joan was startled awake.

She blinked and looked up to see Ken looking over calmly.

"I'm sorry, Warring."

"Uh," Ken was a little dazed, and he said, "Why do you apologize, what's wrong? I saw that you were already in a daze, and I was just thinking, maybe rest is what you need most."

Joan nodded, backed away quickly, and then turned back to point to the cargo box.

Ken turned around in the direction she pointed, and saw a [waterproof animal skin bag], which was the dirty clothes he had changed out of when he left the bath just now.

Joan said, "Leave it to me."

"Okay," Ken replied, "but you'll have to rest and deal with it tomorrow."

Joan agreed, took the dress, and curled it expertly around her arm.

Seeing her light footsteps, Ken felt a little warmth in his heart, and he stopped the other party: "Joan, I have something else for you."

He took out the prepared gift.

A box of exquisitely packaged [refreshments], delicious sweets wrapped in aquatic paper, is a relatively precious commodity in the courts of the southern border countries.

"Wow, it looks gorgeous."

Joan was immediately attracted by the exquisite packaging of the refreshments.

"Yes," Ken said, "I promise it will taste better than you expected. You deserve a reward for your hard work."

Joan left with a smile. Her steps were brisk, as if she was about to dance with the cold wind.

Ken watched Joan's back disappear around the corner of the street.

This item was obtained from 【Selina】.

As a new member of the Uncoverers, Ken will naturally have some material shares.

Don't think it's just a refreshment.

[Effect: Energy recovery speed increased by 10%]

Ken doesn't need this kind of thing, and the experience points can completely make up for the strain.

He didn't give it away to please Joan, or to increase Joan's favor for him, but to achieve some kind of "fairness".

War is a heavy disaster for the Horde, and everyone has paid a lot in the process.

They need comfort and encouragement. Only by enjoying the beauty in life can they have the motivation and courage to survive.

Joan is a kind-hearted, hardworking and capable girl.

Not only is she responsible for Ken's food and clothing, but she also spares no effort in logistics. Such a person deserves affirmation and rewards.

Ken had no experience with girls.

He doesn't know what the other party likes, so he can only give something as much as possible according to the principle of practicality.

"Teacher, we are..."

"Shh!"

in the corner.

Burke Bartley motioned for the apprentice to be quiet.

They were the last to leave the bathing place. They wanted to take a shortcut back to their residence through the back door, but they didn't expect to run into the scene just now.

"Master Chief Engineer, I must warn you that such behavior is unethical."

The apprentice speaks with false justice.

"You're right, go and apologize to Mr. Ken."

Burke said calmly, "If Mon or Quemar heard about it, they might come to you and tell you to lie forever, peacefully, somewhere in the snow..."

The apprentice shivered.

He realized that if there was a misunderstanding, others would feel that he was deliberately prying into the secret of Zhanjing. With Ken's current prestige, there would definitely be a large number of people to clean him up.

Therefore, the apprentice decided to completely forget about this matter.

(End of this chapter)