Mount and Blade

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Trunks, who was soaked all over, could only take off his clothes and hang them on the drying rack. He was in a hurry this time. As a careless boy, how could he bring spare clothes with him? Fortunately, McGill had a black robe that he could wear temporarily. Although it was a bit big, it was better than running around naked. Although we were all men, it was okay, but it was too embarrassing...

Anyway, we can get to Lorraine Town at noon tomorrow, so buying clothes is a small problem.

Since he came back, Seranti has been sitting on the wood beside him without saying a word, although his arm has been connected.

"For your share, Uncle McGill specially added ginger to our soup. Drink some." Trunks took a clean cloth from the tent to wipe his hair, and handed the beef ginger soup that Uncle McGill had just served to Seranti.

Seranti was obviously still unhappy, and turned his head away without even looking at the bowl of food.

Trunks: "......"

"Tsk, if you don't want to eat, I won't serve you." Trunks blew on the broth, tasted it, and smacked his lips. He asked on purpose. It was so refreshing to drink a big bowl of beef ginger soup.

"You really don't want to drink it?" Trunks took another bowl and sat next to him and started to annoy him.

"No!" "Gurgle..."

Seranti's mouth was hard, but his stomach made a very honest sound.

Seranti: "......"

Trunks: "Hahahaha, your body is more honest, eat it."

Seranti silently moved away a little, couldn't smell, couldn't hear, didn't want to eat.

Trunks: "......" "Do you have to feed you?"

"Then you feed me, you dare to feed me and I dare to eat." Hearing this, Seranti began to speak unhappily, annoying, can't you stay away from him.

Speechless... How can it be harder to coax than a woman? Well, he hasn't coaxed a woman yet. How could this man be so ungrateful? Seeing that he was upset today, I couldn't help...

"Come on, open your mouth, ah~" Trunks scooped a spoonful of broth, blew it, and handed it to Seranti's mouth.

Seranti: "......" (speechless)

Since the words have been handed over, how can I refuse? Seranti silently took a sip. It tasted good. It was so strange. I felt embarrassed...

"Yes, eat the meat too."

Trunks stuffed the meat into Seranti's mouth and prepared to scoop another spoonful to feed him, as if feeding this little thing was quite fun.

"...Okay, I can eat it myself." Seranti took the bowl of soup from Trunks' hand. This man was really annoying. He poked the bottom of the bowl with the spoon and started eating.

Trunks looked at him and smiled without saying anything. The scar on his face looked quite deep. When we got to the town, we would go to the Chamber of Commerce to get him some medicine. It was a pity that such a good face was wasted. It would be good to use it to keep the eyes fresh. It was the first time that I had such a good fight with someone. Those people in the castle were all hiding when fighting with me. They called me Master respectfully and did not dare to talk to me equally. They were all dishonest.

The bowl of broth was soon finished. Seranti, who said he was not hungry, seemed to be eating it very happily.

"Another bowl?"

"Uh... No..." Seranti's bowl was snatched away by Trunks and he filled another bowl.

"Eat it. It's the last bowl. It would be a waste if you don't eat it." Trunks smiled. He still liked this new companion very much.

"Uh... OK then." It was the first time that someone treated him so gently. Seranti was a little unaccustomed to it.

Seeing the water droplets still hanging on the man's hair, Trunks picked up the clean cloth and wiped Seranti's hair. Blowing it like this would give him a headache. When he didn't talk, he really looked like a doll that his sister liked to play with. He curiously pinched Seranti's pointed ears. They were cold, and the ears shook as if they had self-awareness and shook off Trunks' fingers. They were as flexible as cat ears, just like discovering a new world! !

Seranti: "... That's enough."

Trunks: "... Hahaha, how come the elves' ears are like cats."

Seranti: "... How do I know? Stop pinching. It's uncomfortable."

Seranti put the bowl aside and pinched Trunks' dishonest hand. The slender fingertips were still very cold.

"Why are you so cold? Come and warm yourself by the fire. I'm a little cold, too. Let's go."

The two of them, one in black and one in red, wrapped themselves in two sheets and gathered around the campfire to warm their hands and feet. Trunks told about his life and his current ideals - to experience an adventure that doesn't ask about identity and to leave his own footprints in every place in Barkley.

"...That's amazing." Seranti took a branch and put it on the fire to roast for fun.

"Hahaha, what about you? Is there anything you want to do?"

"I..." Seranti looked at the moon in the sky, and the image of his mother appeared in his mind. If he died, he would go to heaven, right? But...it seemed that there were still many things he hadn't done.

"I don't know..."

Perhaps it really takes a pleasant adventure and trip to figure out what he wants to do. He had been restrained in that castle for too long. It seemed that it would be a good choice to go on an adventure with the young man in front of him.

"Hahaha, then I hope you can think it through during the journey with me?!" Trunks collapsed on the ground and looked at the stars, encouraging his new friend.

Seranti swung the small stick with sparks and looked at him. It was great. Trunks seemed to be the kind of person who looked very energetic. I have never seen such a person with personality. It was pure and comfortable to get along with.

"The night sky is so beautiful tonight, Seranti." Trunks lay on the ground with his hands on his head, looking at the full moon and the stars in the sky. The natural breath of the breeze was so beautiful, it was the taste of freedom.

Seranti also looked up at the night sky, tried to lie on the ground and relaxed, took a deep breath, and his eyes were instantly attracted by this wonderful scene. It was the first time for him to pay attention to the scenery in the sky. He was bored in the castle every night, and the night often meant that bad things were coming. When he was caught, he was either sick or on the open ox cart. This scenery was really good. The mysteries of the sun, moon, planets and divination recorded in the books were too mysterious. At this time, Seranti just wanted to quietly appreciate this scene.

.........

Early morning.

Trunks slept like an octopus hanging on Seranti. No wonder he dreamed of encountering a sea monster in the boat, but last night was the first time he slept so soundly.

With the noise outside the tent and the aroma of breakfast drifting into the tent, Trunks, who was snoring, finally woke up. Is it time to eat?

He got up so quickly that Seranti almost looked dumbfounded.

It was a pleasant breakfast time. Nothing happened along the way. Soon, we arrived at Lorraine before noon. Lorraine has developed well in recent years and is considered a relatively large city. Everyone found a tavern and settled their horses. Trunks, Seranti and others went to the market to sell the spoils and buy clothes and equipment. They came out in a hurry and didn't even wear plate armor to hide the old man's eyes and ears. The group only wore leather armor and the necessary equipment. They definitely didn't bring lances with them. At most, they picked them up on the battlefield. Except for money, horses and enough dry food for two days, they didn't bring anything with them.

"Not bad, not bad, this dress suits you very well, Seranti." Trunks looked at Seranti wearing new clothes and nodded with satisfaction.

"Oh, sir, are you going to travel? Your wife looks so pretty in this dress~" The owner of the tailor shop looked up and down at Seranti and couldn't stop praising him.

Seranti: "..."

Trunks: "Puff... cough cough cough..."