A man in the ark was forced to become a king

Kelsey glanced at Warfarin, hesitated slightly, and finally nodded in agreement.

I don’t know why, although she agreed to go to Iberia, she always had a bad feeling in her heart. To be on the safe side, it was not impossible to bring Warfarin with her.

This guy is usually a bit funny and off-the-wall, but at critical moments he is still quite reliable.

"...Can I not go?"

Hearing Kelsey's promise so happily, Warfarin suddenly felt a little frightened, and suddenly she didn't want to follow him. It seemed good to stay in the office and process the files.

However, what responded to her this time was Kelsey's cold eyes and one word.

"roll."

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"...This water should be able to last until the next supply point."

In the desert of Kazdare, a knight in full armor shook the water bag in his hand, as if he wanted to drink some water, but after hesitation, he was reluctant and continued to move forward.

The temperature in the desert is very high, and the knight's armor is so heavy that every step he takes will leave deep holes in the sand. It is not difficult to imagine how difficult it is to walk in the desert wearing such equipment.

But the knight seemed to be happy with this. Even if a faint mist could be seen floating out of the gaps in the armor, it didn't make her stop.

"Hey! That one over there! Do you want to come with us?"

Suddenly, a voice not far away stopped the knight in his tracks. She turned her head to follow the sound and looked over. Her golden ponytail drew a semicircular arc in the sun, and her turbaned eyes were fixed in that direction.

Over there, there is a tall figure waving towards this side. Judging from his attire, he must be a fellow hiker walking in the desert.

Of course, this man was not wearing heavy armor, but light brown clothes, carrying a bulging luggage, and his head was wrapped in a turban like most travelers, with only a pair of eyes exposed.

"Do you mind if we have some company?"

The knight did not respond, but the waving traveler had already run over, looking familiar, and reached out to pat the surface of the armor that was hot in the sun.

"You're walking in a place like this wearing this? Fortunately you met me, otherwise I might have sunk to death on the sand. My name is Huang, what's your name?"

"...Lin Guang"

The knight responded dully, his eyes twinkling.

She has never seen such an enthusiastic traveler. Is it true that he has such a personality, or does he have evil intentions?

However, apart from the fact that the armor on her body was worth a little bit, she didn't seem to have anything that could attract attention.

"Linguang, then I'll call you Linguang."

Huang nodded, grabbed Linguang's wrist and pulled her down the sand dune, laughing as he walked, making Linguang's back feel a little hairy.

His wrist was pulled, and he was able to break free easily without exerting much force. However, Linguang did not, and just let Huang pull him forward. After crossing the sand dune, there happened to be a big stone standing in the sand, blocking a large amount of sunlight. The stone There is also a single tent below, which is covered with a lot of gravel. It is obviously not set up just now.

Behind the tent, a three-wheeled motorcycle painted in brown camouflage was parked there. It had some special tires that seemed to be specially designed to cope with the sandy environment.

Linguang didn't do much research on this and could only make guesses based on existing knowledge.

However, all the signs were mixed together, and it didn't look like the robbers she had encountered before.

Then, the preparations will be of no use, but it is good to save some energy. Otherwise, Linguang is not sure whether she will have enough energy to reach the next town after experiencing a battle. Make supplies.

"I can't see your face, but I know what you're thinking. Don't worry, I'm not a robber."

Huang patted his chest, smiled heartily, and pointed to the open space in front of the tent.

"You sit there for a while and I'll get you a bottle of water. I really don't understand why you have to come to a place like this wearing a tin can and suffer."

"……thanks."

Why wear a tin can and run into the desert to suffer?There is an answer to this question.

She is not an ascetic with unique hobbies. If she had the choice, she would not want to plunge into the desert wearing such heavy armor.

However, the fact is that she has no choice.

When she escaped from Casimir, she was only wearing this pair of armor, and underneath were close-fitting clothes. She only had some money left to buy necessary food and water, so there was no way she could change into lighter clothes. ?

There was really no other way, so she could only wear this thing and walk into the desert.

As far as she knew, the area of ​​​​the desert was not large. With her physical strength, she should be able to survive it. When she got to a normal place, the armor would not be so inconvenient.

"Hey, who hasn't been in trouble yet?"

Huang came over with a bottle of water and took off the headscarf covering his face, revealing a slightly heroic face underneath.

When the topic of plight was brought up, she seemed to feel the same, and her face was full of emotion.

"Thank you."

After taking the suit, Linguang thanked her again, and then saw Huang getting into the tent and pulling out another set of clothes. Judging from the color, it seemed to be the same as what she was wearing.

"Here, I'll give it to you. My motorcycle happens to have a bucket that can hold things. You can put your armor in it. You can put it on mine. The desert is quite big. We both have to walk for a whole day on the motorcycle. , if you are still wearing this pair of tin cans, you will be steamed by the time you go out."

"how come?"

Linguang just raised his head when he heard this and raised his head in shock, seemingly in disbelief.

"When I came here, I heard that this desert is very small and can be walked across in half a day. How could it be..."

"Huh? Then you probably heard it wrong?"

Huang scratched his hair, took out another map and showed it to Linguang.

"Look, this circle is all within the desert, but it's so big. How can we walk out in half a day?"

"..."

Linguang could understand the map and knew that what Huang said was correct. Even if she took off her armor and ran with all her strength for half a day, she wouldn't be able to get out of such a huge desert, let alone walk with her armor on.

Her physical strength is very good, far beyond that of ordinary people, but it is not infinite. If she misjudges the size of the desert, it becomes very difficult to cross the desert.

The best option at the moment seems to be to hitchhike with this traveler.

"Thank you."

Linguang thanked her for the third time. She carefully took the clothes and got into the tent. Not long after, the sound of metal collisions was heard inside.

After a while, Lin Guang emerged from the tent after changing his clothes, dragging his stacked armor.

"That's right. Who hasn't been in trouble yet? Don't be embarrassed. When you have money, you can pay me back."

Huang put down the water bottle in his hand and put it into his baggy trousers pocket. In Linguang's surprised eyes, he picked up the armor stacked on the ground as if holding an empty cardboard box. He put it very lightly into the saddle of the motorcycle. Inside the bucket.

"Surprised? Isn't this normal?"

Clapping his palms, Huang turned around, met Linguang's surprised gaze, and smiled brightly.

"If I don't have any ability, how can I dare to show kindness in a place like this?"

This makes sense, and I am speechless.

Indeed, since Huang dared to directly stop her and call her over, he naturally felt that his powerlessness was enough to defeat her. Although this may not be accurate...but his strength was definitely not small.

"We'll set off after I put the tent away. By the way, where are you going? If it's too far, I might have to drop you off in the nearest town."

Huang asked while deftly dismantling the tent.

Linguang didn't answer this question right away. She thought about it for a while. She didn't come back to her senses until the tent was dismantled and ready to be loaded into the car, and she shook her head.

"I don't know, just put it in the nearest town."

"You don't have anywhere to go?"

Somehow, Linguang suddenly felt that Huang's eyes were a little closer, as if he were meeting a friend he hadn't seen for many years, which was very strange.

"Come on, get in the car first, we'll talk on the way."

"Ah."

Not knowing what was going on at the moment, Linguang was pulled to the back of the car and sat in a daze.

The three-wheeled motorcycle started up, carrying the armored tent and all the supplies. It traveled slowly on the sand and gradually accelerated. After the speed increased, Huang also took some time and no longer concentrated on controlling the motorcycle, so he brought up the topic before getting on the car. .

"I've been through your situation too. I was chased around and had nowhere to go. It felt so uncomfortable. Did you also escape from being chased?"

"Ah."

Linguang responded without saying much.

She actually wanted to deny it because it would make her look embarrassed, but the knight's creed did not allow her to lie on such an issue.

So she admitted it and fell silent.

"Don't worry, everything will pass. Do you think I'm not living well now? If you really don't have anywhere to go, I can introduce you to a job, but it will have to wait until I finish the task."

Huang turned back to comfort him, and played his voice very loudly. Even under the interference of the motorcycle engine, it was very clear. In Linguang's ears, it sounded a bit heroic for no reason.

"What job?"

She followed Huang's words, not casually responding, but genuinely interested.

The glory and glory of the past are all in the past. Now she is penniless and can only rely on herself. A job is exactly what she needs urgently.

And if she finds a job, she can quickly change into what she owes Huang.

"Like me, you are considered a non-staff member of the army? I don't really understand it anyway. You will understand it yourself when the time comes."

Huang spoke vaguely, then skipped the topic and said in a low voice: "Put on the headscarf. There is a strong wind ahead. Pay attention to your breathing and don't open your mouth."

……

Although Huang said not to open your mouth in the wind, she still said something in the middle, but because of the strong wind, Linguang did not hear it clearly.

After passing the windy area, there is relatively flat sand, and the speed of the motorcycle can be increased very quickly.

Xu Shihuang turned the engine to maximum, and they arrived in the town much earlier than expected.

"Just wait for me here. I'll come back to you after I finish my mission."

Parking the motorcycle a hundred meters away from the town, Huang turned around and patted Linguang's shoulder, indicating that she could get off the car.

This town is not too far from her mission goal, and it doesn't take much time to go back and forth.

"Can I go with you?"

Linguang didn't get out of the car. He pondered for a moment and asked.

After arriving here, she had a bad feeling that something was going to happen.

As a knight, Linguang trusted his intuition and induction, so he proposed to continue walking with Huang.

She had a hunch that if she didn't follow Huang, something unexpected would happen.

And the one who has an accident will most likely be Huang.

Huang had just helped her, and the knight's creed prevented her from turning a blind eye to the crisis Huang might encounter, even if it was even slightly possible.

Repaying kindness is the way of chivalry that she always practices.

"It's okay to come with me."

Regarding her request, Huang agreed without too much hesitation. Anyway, she would not rush in with a big fanfare on a motorcycle. When the time came, just let Linguang wait outside for a while.

'This person really doesn't seem to be wary. Can he be so trusting of a stranger he picks up on the road? '

In Linguang's view, this is not a good habit. If you keep adhering to this idea, you will suffer big losses sooner or later.

But Huang was in a hurry to complete the task and had no time to talk about those complicated things. He could only wait until later.

So, they walked past the gate of the town without going in at all. After dark, they came to a remote wilderness far away from the town.

"It's right in front. That's what the information given to me said. Those people are very vigilant, so we can't go there on motorcycles. If you want to wear armor... it probably won't work. The sound is too loud. Otherwise, you Why don't you wait for me here? The rating of this task is not high, I can solve it by myself."

Huang took out a small notebook and read it for a while, then looked back at Linguang with an apologetic expression.

"I have no problem, I don't need armor."

Linguang had no objection to this approach, and just took out her weapon from the side of the car - a one-handed war hammer, which was not very big.

When she held the weapon in her hand, she felt a wonderful feeling, and her whole day experience was wonderful.

It was obvious that she and Huang had just met in the morning, and they started fighting together. They were as familiar with each other as if they had known each other for many years.

Moreover, even though she had never been here before, there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity and destiny.

As if she was bound to come here.

"Are you really okay?"

Huang asked worriedly. She didn't take out a weapon, but there was a pair of gloves with a metallic luster on her hand, which seemed to be her weapon.