Chapter 386 Pursuing Soldiers (2/4)

Chapter 386 Pursuit (24)

Aokiji asked the girl to help him untie his armor from behind. The heavy armor fell to the ground with a muffled thud.

Aokiji turned around, and she took a step back timidly. She hesitated for a long time before saying, "I'm sorry."

"There's nothing I'm sorry about." Aokiji thought about her just now with her arms folded across her chest, a look of despair on her face, and the corners of her mouth twitching in silence.

In Chiba, he finally gained a certain reputation, and others were no longer as scared as if they saw a murderer when they saw him. Unexpectedly, he was stabbed again in the dream training room.

"What exactly happened, what are we going to do, and where is the destination, Ping An City? Tell me now."

As Aokiji spoke, he touched the thing in front of him and found an extra wolf fang hanging around his neck.

Looking at the black horse tied by the tree, Aokiji found a water bottle in its saddle and shook it. It was still full. He opened it and smelled it, but there was no peculiar smell.

After taking a small sip, Aokiji handed the bottle to the girl.

The girl held the kettle and looked at him with some anxiety: "Aoki-kun, you"

"I hurt my head during the fight. Now I can't remember anything except my name." Aokiji said this sentence without changing his expression and his heart didn't beat. Anyway, other protagonists in the novel can say this, he It should work!

The girl opened her mouth and looked at his calm expression. In the end, she had to believe it even if she didn't believe it - the only person she could rely on now was Aoki Si in front of her.

She sighed and whispered: "Our goal is to meet the prince of Ping An City, get his assistance, and work hard to build a truly peaceful world."

"Prince?" Aokiji frowned even deeper: "Then what is your identity as the Holy Son? What is my identity?"

"Me, me?" She pointed at herself. Apparently, she didn't expect Aokiji to not even know who she was.

"I am the Holy Son." She obviously didn't know how to explain her identity. She hesitated and reluctantly explained: "Our family has been working hard to quell the war and create a truly peaceful era for generations. In each generation, a saint will be selected to gain the support of forces through marriage and work together to usher in a peaceful era."

When Aokiji heard this, he couldn't help but laugh.

absurd.

In this situation, which looks like the Warring States Period, are you eager to use women and marriage to change the world?

Who could be so stupid? Even if I marry you, will I really work hard for the so-called peace? Why?

"Is your family very powerful?" Aoki asked.

The saint looked a little lonely: "Before, we had hundreds of warriors and a holy city before, but now."

Are they all dead? By the way, Neon's ancient Warring States period was really not that big, with a few hundred warriors, it really couldn't be said to be a small force.

Aokiji thought about the previous battlefield and roughly understood what the situation was.

"Then what kind of prince are you looking for now?" Aokiji glanced at her, took the water bottle from which she took two sips, took off the somewhat awkward helmet on his head, exposed his bald head, and shook it off Shaking off the beads of sweat, he poured some water into the helmet and gave it to the black horse - he probably wouldn't care if there was something else mixed in the water.

"Well" there was a confused look in her eyes, and Aokiji knew that she actually had no direction now.

If she doesn't find the prince, how can she, a pampered saint, live in this troubled world?

Within three or two days, she was kidnapped by some so-called vagabonds and used as a wife in the village.

Gee, this dream training room is really a headache. Aokiji tentatively asked the system in his heart, but got no response. He knew that this time he would have to sum up and figure out the rules by himself.

"Where's my identity?" Aokiji looked at her while feeding the black horse water.

The saint whispered: "You are my guarding warrior and the strongest swordsman in the Holy Kingdom. We have grown up together."

Then you are still so afraid of me.

Aokiji didn't know what kind of person he was in her eyes. To be honest, he was quite curious: "What kind of person was I before? Personality, habits and so on."

"Very, very" the saint opened her mouth, carefully looked at his expression, and finally said in a small voice: "very scary, very harsh."

Oh, it's the kind of cold swordsman in the movie who holds a sword and doesn't say a word, but is always rude to others, right?

Aokiji expressed his understanding.

Aokiji picked up the kettle, took another sip, tied it to the saddle again, looked at the saint, and said calmly: "Then it's very simple now. The first way, I will take you to find that prince. , and then we’ll see what happens. But I think it’s better for you not to have too naive illusions.”

"The second way, let's stay a little further away from here and rethink a way."

Aokiji doesn't know what the system wants him to do, but in general, if he follows the saint, he will definitely have something to do. At least, he can find a way to escape from the dream! In the previous special training room for medical classics, he could go out as long as he completed his study tasks for the day. This time, there were no tasks to do.

Maybe, if you follow her and reach a certain level, you can leave the dream training room and wake up temporarily.

You can't stay in there until you sleep outside for a month! Not to mention whether Qiong was scared to death, Aokiji himself was almost scared to death.

"Also, let's go to Ping An City first. Uncle Honda is there and he will help us." The saint still put forward her opinions in a low voice. She always spoke in a soft voice, as if she would disturb anyone if she was older. Similar.

Aokiji glanced at her dirty white dress and nodded: "You have the final say."

"Can you still tell the direction?" Aoki Si stared at her until she shook her head in confusion before sighing.

Then we can only take one step at a time.

Let's get out of the woods first. At least, find a place to replenish water and food.

Although Aokiji didn't find anything like a money bag on his body, there was always a way to get money as long as he could find someone.

Touching his face, Aokiji always felt that if he didn't rely on his sword to survive this time, he would have to rely on his face to survive.

The saint was sitting under the tree with her legs folded, her head lowered, her eyes a little empty.

She held her hands tightly, feeling very scared in her heart.

What should she do if Aokiji leaves her?

Now Aokiji has no memory. Maybe this is just an excuse for him not to be responsible anymore. Also, he is just a saint in trouble. If he can continue to take her with him, he has completed his mission.

She didn't know what to do or how long she could survive.

Until Aokiji glanced at her a little tiredly: "Let's go, no matter what, I have to let you live well first."

There was some light in her eyes, and seeing Aoki Si's unfailing eyes, she stood up in a hurry: "Okay."

No matter what, the only person I can rely on now is him.

Looking at the reverse blade knife at his waist, the saint felt that she was no longer so panicked.

"What's your name?" Aokiji helped her get on the horse and pulled the reins again. Before it was completely dark, he wanted to try again to see if he could get out of the forest.

"Me?" The saint sat on the same horse with him. The narrow saddle meant that she could only lean on Aoki Si's arms. Aoki Si's body without armor could be noticed through a thin layer of outer cedar, and her body was stiff. for a moment.

"Tamao, my name is Murase Tamao."

Her voice was soon covered up by the sound of horse hooves. Just when she was wondering if she spoke too quietly and Aokiji didn't hear her, his faint praise made her feel a little happy.

"It's a good name."

The sound of horse hooves slowly faded away in the forest, and an hour later, raindrops suddenly fell from the sky.

Another hour later, in the dark night, a group of cavalry finally arrived.

The leader is none other than Kotaro.

Kotaro looked at the horse hoof prints on the ground that were very blurry in the dark night, and looked at the sky: "It's going to rain heavily."

"What should I do? The horse's hoof prints can no longer be traced." A heavily armed soldier beside him asked with a frown.

"They must go to Ping An City and drive all night to catch them and capture the Saint." Kotaro licked his lips and looked coldly: "Take a shortcut and set up an ambush before they reach Ping An City! Kojiro, Kowuro , ride a fast horse to the entrance of Ping An City and keep an eye on it. The two of them riding together will definitely not be faster than you. If they enter the city, one person will follow and the other will report the news. They will take turns changing the guard. No one is allowed to miss even a second. "

After giving the order, he no longer stared at the hoof prints blurred by the rain, but took a shortcut. If everything went as he wished, Aokiji might really be ambushed.