Deer Shoujing?No, it's a Wendigo!

He spoke slowly:

"..."

"Madela felt that the moonlight coming through the window was too bright, so she rubbed her eyes, closed the curtains, and fell into a deep sleep on a beautiful night."

"..."

"Sitting around the campfire with her companions, Madeira poked the chestnuts in the fire, and its sweet smell was the gift of this good night."

"..."

This is the story of a little girl named Madela who spends beautiful nights on the farm.

Under the night light, the teacher paid attention to the expressions on everyone's faces, and promptly reached out to interrupt every question.

Gradually, everyone shared fruits and barbecue, trying to appreciate it among the flying fireflies.

No one interrupted them.

"Can you tell me how you feel? What do you think of this night?"

Teacher Sarkaz, who closed his eyes for a while, opened his crystal clear eyes, and asked after blinking.

The Sarkaz were silent, the teacher looked forward.

"It was a...good night."

The voice of a Sarkaz child woke up the Sarkaz who seemed to be sleeping.

"It's a good night, and there are no beasts around."

One of the soldiers spoke.

"There is no warning of enemy attack!"

"There is plenty of food!"

Everyone complemented each other with everything that this good night should have.

"Yes, it was a good night."

The teacher sighed.

"The war is over."

Only then did the mercenaries and soldiers feel it personally.

The war is over, and now Kazdel is developing.

In the distance, the outline of the moving plot that is being pieced together can be seen.

The teacher smiled and told the stories he had and experienced.

Surrounded by the extinguished bonfire and watching the glow of the fireflies, the Sarkaz realized that there is not only blood and fire in their lives, but also a gentle and good night

……

One morning when the sun was rising, the teacher had a good sleep in his small room.

When he woke up, he remembered the class he was supposed to have in the afternoon, and began to think in a hurry.

In the end, I chose to open the door, and there was still time to think on the way to the teaching site.

The door opened, revealing a white princess, a gray wizard, and a black evil spirit.

The teacher's body became a little stiff. He had never seen such a big battle.

"good afternoon."

"Good afternoon, Your Highness."

The teacher was obviously at a loss, and replied bluntly, completely forgetting how to use those delicate vocabulary at this time.

He saluted Lin Yao and the doctor again.

"Is there something for the three of you?"

"In the future, the education of the Sakaz will trouble you more. There are many foreign businessmen now. Sakaz and them will inevitably have bad situations due to some quarrels. I hope you can train more people who are willing to become teachers. "

"At least, they have to learn to count to avoid Kazdel causing additional economic losses in the hands of those businessmen."

Lin Yao accepted the words.

"You are collecting and perfecting the dictionary of the Sarkaz language. Your action is worthy of support. If you say it like this, well, it will inevitably be a bit formal."

Theresa laughed again.

“It’s just something that someone has to do, scattered words that need to be picked up.”

The teacher said seriously, but the emotions in his heart were so turbulent.

"In the future, I will look for people with the same ambitions as you. Our dictionary and culture need to be improved, but I still want to thank people like you who are willing to pick up the lost culture."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

The teacher had tears in his eyes, and his career was finally supported and recognized.

Chapter 326

Chapter 326

"patriot."

A group of Sarkaz mercenaries watched the masked Wendigo under a rare campfire in the snow.

"You guys, are you planning to go back to...Caz, Dale?"

The dry and intermittent words were spat out by the Wendigo who seemed to be aging.

"It used to be the military committee that kept in touch with us, but now it has become the Tower of Babel. The civil war is over, and Her Royal Highness is inviting the scattered Sarkaz to return to Kazdel."

The mercenary leader said.

Even if the current Kazdel may still not be enough to support all the mercenaries scattered outside, manpower will always be the most critical in construction.

Even if some of the mercenaries who returned to their hometowns had no skills other than fighting, they could still learn.

People are needed to open up land that can grow food, people are needed for the expansion of villages and gathering places, people are needed for the construction of mobile plots, and people are needed for the raw mining of industrial materials...

People are needed everywhere.

"Well, Your Highness, she is still... unwilling to leave that piece of...war, wasteland."

The Patriot looked to the southeast and couldn't see.

The mercenary leader was silent for a moment and then slowly spoke:

"Are you really not going to leave this tundra? You have fought for Ursus for so many years, but in the end you ended up like this."

The patriot said nothing, and looked at the sparse people in the camp.

They have a common characteristic, they have black stones on their bodies.

the infected.

"Then take them with you, even if not many can reach Kazdel, but staying on this tundra is absolutely impossible!"

The voice of the mercenary leader grew louder.

An intellectual Elafia stood beside the dragon girl and looked this way with some concern.

The dragon girl remained silent, there was no way out in this tundra, and she had always thought so.

However, there are still so many mines, and infected people seem to be sent into the mines endlessly.

Unfinished business.

"Mercenary, you can bring... those who are willing to leave, together, but not now."

The patriot, who had been quiet for a long time, finally spoke.

The mercenaries also understand that if they want to leave Ursus, they will face a large number of black bugs. Once they make a wrong step, they will lose their hands continuously in the pursuit, making it difficult to break out of the border.

The huge industrial system of Ursas allows those continuous dregs to be well armed.

The help of the Patriots is still quite necessary.

"We will keep the communication channel of the Tower of Babel, and some of us who do not obey military discipline may stay. They also need your care."

Following a former hero and legendary general, devoting himself to the cause of salvation, and fighting against a behemoth like Ursus, this is also a temptation and pursuit for some Sarkaz mercenaries.

"If you are willing to go back, Your Highness, you will be welcomed."

The mercenary hesitated again and again before saying this.

"I no longer have the face to go back and face her, nor can I leave... Ursus. I regard Ursus as my motherland."

The Patriot shook his head.

According to the prophecy, perhaps when he faced her again, he would be sentenced to death as a treacherous traitor.

He is not afraid of death, but he wants to fight against fate, even if his blood has lost its honor.

The mercenary leader was silent, just sorting the dry wood that had not spread into the fire, listening to the crackling of the flames.

"Cazdale, what kind of place is it?"

Dragon Girl also sat by the fire, Patriot just glanced at her, a little dissatisfied but didn't say anything.

"A wasteland, but no one cares whether you are infected or not."

The mercenary leader seemed to give up on himself.

"Is there no difference between normal people and infected people? Why is there such an environment?"

Dragon Girl blinked.

"Because of the higher Source Stone environment, everyone is infected, Tallulah."

"Is everyone infected?"

Tallulah was stunned.

All are infected, and all share the same suffering.

But this idea was quickly extinguished by Tallulah.

"Do you want to go and see with us? If you follow, many... compatriots will follow, right?"

The mercenary came up with the word, "compatriot", infected person.

"There are more infected people who have died in the mines, and we can't escape yet."

The mercenary leader bowed his head in silence.

"No, no, no, I didn't say what you are running away from -"

Tallulah persuaded.

"No one will blame a group of people who want to return home. Your hometown also needs your help. Thank you for not charging us, Mr. Mercenary."

Elafia, who walked behind the Patriot, took the second half of the sentence and bent slightly to express her gratitude.

"Hold together to keep warm. There is no reward without reward. Guys like us who only know how to fight can't survive in this hellish environment."

The mercenary leader raised his head and nodded to Alina.

……

The doctor gently pushed Kelsey, who was sitting in a wheelchair, and took her to see the current town.

It is much larger than when the ship first docked. Not far away, Teacher Sakaz is teaching.

That's right, in an open-air environment, the teacher sat on the stepping stone at the intersection and taught the Sakaz arithmetic.

If there are Sarkaz passing by and not busy, it is convenient to stop and listen.

"He just... made a mistake on a... knowledge point. Do you want to correct it?"

Kelsey spoke. Although her voice was a little dry and intermittent, it also made the doctor a little happy. This was the first time Kelsey spoke after leaving the medical room.

"That's just not rigorous. It's not a big mistake. I feel a little uncomfortable that what you just said is academic-related."

The doctor became interested as he looked at the pair of cat ears in front of him that seemed unable to resist.

It's interesting to play with Kelsey who can't resist but is awake.

"Mathematically, if you are not rigorous, it is a mistake, but do you really expect me to stand up from the wheelchair and hug you?"