There was heavy snow yesterday.

Looking back at the date, winter has arrived for a month.

Gongsun Murong and Narasha started to be busy since they entered school.

They learn words.

Listen to teachers talking about history and geographical environment.

Go to the wise man class to borrow notes and observe at the place where the battle spirit is talked about.

Go to the magic supplies store to gain knowledge and buy a few small things to study.

After supper, rest for half an hour.

The two of them then brought the prepared food to a teacher to give gifts.

I would like to ask for teaching alone.

Most of the gifts I give now are the claws of monsters in the Soul-Slaying Lake.

It was cut into slices by Gongsun Murong and baked as a snack.

The monster's body parts had long been divided into countless portions by the butler and took them out for other nobles who lived or stayed in the royal city.

So during this month, Gongsun Murong and Narasha's life was very peaceful.

No one came to trouble them.

I can't see any student provoking it.

Narasha likes her current life, and she always has a sweet smile on her face, and she feels kind to everyone she sees.

Instead, Princess Lucia felt bored.

She came here early in the morning when it snowed yesterday.

Marquis Hillary Francis, who had always been in conflict with her grandfather, joined forces with some other nobles to give bread and porridge in various squares in the royal city.

Provide help to those who come to the royal city and have no food.

"Their two sons are promoting it everywhere, hypocrisy and despising. There are merchants promoting goods in the square who give food."

Lucia said angrily.

He whispered again: "They really want to do good things and should go outside the city. There are people outside the city who are unable to enter the city and need help."

Narasha nodded, looking at the sky that had not yet become clear, and said, "The snow is still falling, and the civilians outside the city are very cold, and they will lack food."

She glanced at Lucia.

The two of them said at the same time in a sympathetic manner: "Let's go outside the city."

Lucia mobilized people to buy the fat meat that wealthy people don't like to eat at a low price.

Gongsun Murong arranged a few large pots and put them in seasonings to stew.

Then I found a large iron box truck for transporting water and poured a pot of meat into it.

Plus, a lot of hot noodles pancakes that Gongsun Murong took the time to bake.

Before the arrival of noon, the group drove the car to the west gate where they had entered the city.

Snow has no intention of stopping.

The snow in the unswept place along the way had reached the adult's knee.

On the main street, hard-working urban sanitation people are observing that whenever the snow falls one centimeter high, they need to sweep it once to ensure the main road is unobstructed.

When the team arrived outside the Xicheng Gate, an hour and a half had passed, and many people in the city had lunch.

There were many people waiting in line outside the city.

Some are caravans. After coming to the royal city, the buyer cannot contact you for a while, and the goods cannot be found in the city.

Some people visit relatives, but they cannot provide their identity certificates and city entrance fees.

There are also some who say they are refugees who fled to famine, which is difficult to determine for a while and people from relevant departments need to come and review it.

Even thieves, beggars, brokers, and laborers who are looking for business at the door all year round.

Among these people, there are people who are really desperate, and they will be very grateful if they give them some help.

There are also those who do not need mercy and are willing to trade their own hard work for living expenses.

There is also no shortage of bad people who have a dark mind that can make people kill them a hundred times without relieving their hatred.

Narasha and Lucia are confused. Who should I give to the stewed pancake?

"Good man, please help us, we will praise you, kindness should be protected by God, who will help us?"

An old and hoarse voice came.

Narasha and Lucia looked over together.

I saw an old man wearing a single dress, wrinkled face, and trembling as he walked.

He walked slowly, begging everyone on the roadside or on the road for help.

Lucia thought she had found someone who needed help, and pulled Narasha to run over and asked, "Are there many people feeling cold and hungry in the snow?"

"Yes, kind lady, are you willing to give us a little help? A little bit." A hint of hope appeared in the old man's turbid eyes.

"Yes." Narasha admitted, "We brought a lot of food, you let them come and eat it."

"Oh, thank you so much, thank you so much, but, you know, we came from a distant place and had no strength anymore, they were waiting there." The old man was very grateful, and then he showed a embarrassed look.

"Okay OK, where? Let's go over and believe everything will be fine." Lucia said excitedly.

She also ordered someone to help the old man sit on the shaft of the carriage, and the team walked in the direction of the old man's guidance.

After walking for about forty minutes, you could vaguely see a group of people gathering in the snow on the side of the road.

"Are they?" Lucia asked.

The old man nodded excitedly: "Yes, it's them, we finally waited for help to praise the gods, and you, the kind lady."

After the old man said that, he asked someone to continue walking there.

However, Narasha suddenly spoke and asked, "Why are there many people lying in the snow? Wow, there are also people on this side of the road. Aren't they cold?"

"Prepare for battle." Moses and others reacted the fastest, and while picking up their weapons, they released their fighting spirit and adjusted their positions.

Lucia's guards were slowing down for a second, and they watched around in panic with their weapons.

Then I remembered the old man next to the princess.

But when they looked at the old man, the light of the war aura on the old man flashed for a moment and there was no movement again. His head was pierced by a sword.

Gongsun Murong held his hand on the hilt of the sword, his eyes were calm and his expression was calm.

Countless figures stood up in the snow on both sides of the road, each holding a crossbow.

"Miss is in the middle, wandering in the opposite direction." Moses shouted again, and the adventurer from the desert instantly formed two circles inside and outside. The outer circle moved clockwise, and the inner circle moved counterclockwise, protecting Narasha and Lucia in the middle.

At this moment, combat literacy is revealed, and adventurers know how to interfere with the sight of long-range attackers.

The visual influence method is adopted to constantly change positions.

Lucia's little face turned pale.

Narasha's long hair was floating, and all kinds of light flashed on her guards.

Immediately afterwards, with the team as the center, a whirlwind blowing and snow whistling.

Then the sound of crossbow strings sounded, but the crossbow arrows shot out could no longer fall on people. They were swept in by a thick whirlwind and chased them with the snow.

"Lucia, don't stand there, fight together." Narasha reminded the frightened Lucia while making more than 30 ice shields.

"Oh, oh." Lucia agreed. She didn't know that she was stunned for a moment. If she had been placed in the desert, she would have lost her life long ago.

When fighting adventurers in the desert, people will not say they want to fight first, or they must show a fierce expression, but they will smile at you the previous second, and then the attack will come in an instant.

Narasha and Gongsun Murong were not used to it at first, but under the threat of death, they had to learn how to fight.

Moses and the others were still in circles, and they were still communicating with each other while they were in circles.

"The six knives on the left of the road."

"The road left, four crossbows are on the string."

"Lule left two-handed sword, fourth-class quality, three."

"Lu Zuo, one-handed sword, fourth-grade grade, ninth."

"Road right, black hammer, second, quality unknown."

"Three pairs of daggers on the right side of the road, pay attention to getting close."

"Road right..."

"Be careful, throw the attack from high altitude..."

“Change the bow.”
To be continued...