The Mirage of Forgotten Loyalties Chapter 4

In the desert, the sounds of fighting gradually subsided.

The victors raised their arms and cheered, while the defeated refused to retreat.

In the sky, a dragon eagle circled, stirring up a gust of air. Siculus's turban was torn in the battle. His handsome and resolute face was stained with a trace of blood, and his dark brown eyes stared at the enemy below like a hawk.

"Moody Plan, you're in luck this time!"

"Siculus, you have said this six times."

The deep voice, with a "helpless" tone, was enough to make Siculus on the dragon eagle furious. Fortunately, anger did not destroy his reason. He raised his left arm and the dragon eagle let out a sharp cry.

"Back to the city!"

Looking at the dragon eagle going away, Moody patted the black lizard with a mouth full of blood and flesh, snorting, and still immersed in "excitement", "What a pity. Next time, I will let you taste the taste of dragon eagle meat."

"Roar!"

The huge black head, blood-red eyes, and sharp teeth made it look like a terrifying beast to anyone, but at this moment it behaved like a puppy wagging its tail to its owner.

The blood and corpses on the battlefield attracted more and more scavenger birds, and a black mass of them was circling in the air.

The knights of Plan City, who were accustomed to fighting and death, were not moved by the tragic scene. They jumped off their horned camels, stepped on the blood-stained sand, and took one or two personal belongings from each dead knight, most of which were the long swords they used in battle.

If one dies in battle, his flesh and blood will return to the earth, and his soul will be blessed by the gods. The long sword symbolizes his bravery and loyalty in life, which is enough to carry the thoughts of his loved ones and continue the family's glory.

The losses of the Taiya people were even more severe. Only two camels were left out of more than twenty. The tribesmen who participated in the battle were either killed or injured, and not a single slave survived.

Standing amidst the blood and body parts, Danda closed her eyes and raised her hands with her palms facing the sky. The language unique to a witch flowed from her tender red lips, gentle and holy. This was a witch's ritual.

All the surviving Taiya people knelt on one knee, and the knights who had been rude to Danda before also became solemn. Only Rowan Hawthorne, who was perched high on the back of the black lizard, had an increasingly indifferent expression.

The ceremony was short. Danda opened her eyes, pulled up the headscarf draped over her shoulders, and looked up at Rowan Hawthorne. "Lord, the gods are merciful. The soul of the brave man will rest in peace."

"Oh." Moody's tone was somewhat nonchalant, and his palm stroked the scales on the black lizard's back. "Witch of Taiya, I have something to ask you."

"yes."

"How did Siculus know I was here?"

"Lord City Lord?"

"The western part of the desert, the terrNico Blackwoodry of carrion birds, a place that is widely acknowledged to be barren." Moody spoke slowly, as if he had a natural elegance. "Can you tell me?"

Before he could finish his words, the Taia people were horrified to find that they were surrounded by the knights of Plan City.

There was still traces of blood on the shiny sword.

"Lord Lord, the loyalty of the Taiya people to you is beyond doubt." Danda seemed very calm. "I don't know why the army of Bitia City appeared here. It has nothing to do with the Taiya people. Just now, they fought bravely for you!"

"oh."

Rowan Hawthorne did not comment, but the black lizard suddenly lowered its head, its blood-red eyes as if staring at its prey. Its blood-stained mouth and fishy breath made Danda want to vomit.

"The witch won't lie." Danda covered her face with a cloth to block the nauseating breath and barely suppressed the fear in her heart. "Please believe me, I came here to find a sacrifice to the gods and to pray for the arrival of rain."

"Sacrifice?" Moody tilted his head. "Do you think this is credible?"

Danda immediately realized that no matter what she said, Moody would not believe it. Indeed, it was too coincidental that Moody, who was supposed to be patrolling the outskirts of the city, suddenly decided to enter the western part of the desert, and the enemy appeared at this time.

The only possibility is that there is a spy of Siculus around Moody who can accurately grasp Moody's whereabouts.

Danda couldn't figure out how the message was sent, unless the other party was also a witch like herself.

This may also be the reason why Moody became suspicious.

In the end, Danda and the remaining Taiya people were brought back to Plan City. Regardless of whether it was a conspiracy or not, Rowan Hawthorne would not kill Danda easily. However, it was necessary to send a message to the Taiya chief.

An ambitious witch, an oppressed clan leader, and several years of open and covert fighting. The Taiya tribe may need a new witch.

On the way back to the city, sitting on the back of the black lizard, Moody thought of the "sacrifice" rolling in the sand. It was too embarrassed to see what it looked like. Could it be part of the conspiracy? Or just a coincidence?

Turning my attention to the witch on the camel, it was clear from Danta's attitude that she was hiding something...

Jasper Caldwell woke up to the sound of his stomach rumbling.

Looking at the starry sky, I rubbed my arms. What a damn weather! It's so hot during the day that it can roast people, but so cold at night that it makes people shiver.

I turned over. It was a rare opportunity that I didn't sleep on a tree. It was a good thing that there was a large vegetarian lizard next to me. The carnivores nearby would not easily provoke it. With its sharp teeth, it would definitely kill me if I bit it.

Jasper Caldwell leaned on the green lizard's belly, not understanding why the lizard brother trusted him so much. Wasn't he afraid that he would kill it and eat its meat while it was sleeping?

Just as he was thinking, the green lizard stretched out its claws and scratched its head, making a numbing sound, like a sharp blade scratching iron. Looking at the green lizard's claws and comparing them with the knife in his hand, Jasper Caldwell fell silent.

If you are not destined to eat meat, then continue to starve.

Going to bed hungry is 100% torture.

I have learned from the green lizard and tried to chew tree bark as a way to supplement plant fiber, but my teeth were not good enough. Regardless of whether it is tasteless or not, I couldn't tear off a piece of bark when I bit it in my mouth.

Brother Lizard hugged the tree trunk, gnawing on it with a crunching sound, while watching Jasper Caldwell struggling with a piece of bark the size of a palm.

Take two bites, look at it, take a look, and take two more bites.

In the end, he threw the bark that Jasper Caldwell had no choice but to put down into his mouth and swallowed it without chewing.

The only consolation was that Jasper Caldwell was getting more and more water droplets, and the water bag rescued from the green lizard's mouth could be filled up in about three times. But with this person around, he couldn't keep more.

After careful consideration, Jasper Caldwell chose to partner with the green lizard.

What happened not long ago made him no longer anxious to return to "civilized" society. Jasper Caldwell couldn't convince himself to risk his life. Sometimes, humans are more dangerous and more terrifying than animals. Besides, it's hard to say whether humans in this period are really "civilized". Judging from what he encountered, the possibility of a negative answer is greater.

He managed to survive until now and didn't die in the mouth of a wild beast, but was eaten by his own kind. Isn't it unfair?

Since they cannot return to human society, they can only find a way to continue surviving in the desert.

As long as the "benefits" of being struck by lightning do not disappear, he will not worry about dying of thirst. The only thing he needs to do is to ensure that he does not starve to death and then find a place to live for a long time.

The tree house was a good choice, but unfortunately he didn't major in architecture and didn't have any tools at hand.

Either you find a natural cave or you can't dig one yourself, right?

With a wry smile, do you really want to live the life of a primitive man, or be Robinson Crusoe in another world?

Jasper Caldwell sat up and looked at the sleeping green lizard, but the companion beside him was a little bigger...

The next day, when the green lizard woke up, Jasper Caldwell had already received a lot of water. He took a sip and put most of it into the lizard brother's big mouth.

He looked at Tianyang's location and tightened his coat around his head. He had to find something to eat today, even if it was just tree bark.

Green lizards have a big appetite. Jasper Caldwell discovered that they not only eat tree bark, but also grass and fruit. These are all on their menu.

Due to limited conditions, in the deep desert, only tree bark can satisfy its hunger.

A man and a lizard trekking together in the desert, forming a unique landscape. Scavenger birds and hawks flying in the sky occasionally look down and watch these two creatures who have nothing to do with each other walking together, with puzzlement and doubt in their eyes.

From early morning to noon, the green lizard finally found a piece of broken wood, but Jasper Caldwell could only rely on his "willpower" to support himself.

Finally, he found a piece of weathered rock and hid in the gap between the rock and the ground. The place was big enough, and the green lizard could barely get in if they squeezed in.

The temperature was rising, and Jasper Caldwell almost stuck out his tongue like a canine to cool down. He was so hungry that he felt dizzy and his stomach ached. Even if there was a whole pig in front of him, he could swallow it all.

"Are you really going to starve to death?"

While muttering to himself, he found that there seemed to be something in the crevice of the rock. He rubbed his eyes and found that yes, there was something, and it was a living creature!

Jasper Caldwell suddenly became alert, raised the knife and stabbed it inside. It was a snake!

At this moment, Jasper Caldwell didn't have the mind to think about whether it was a poisonous snake or whether he would be bitten. In his eyes, anything that could move and run represented only one thing: food!

Except for green lizards, of course.

The man in the crevice sensed the danger and did not show his head to protest, but instead hid inside again.

The fruit knife was not long enough and the tip of the knife could not even touch the rock. Facing the food that he could see but could not touch, Jasper Caldwell's eyes turned red. Driven by hunger, he reached out directly. His dusty nails were extremely sharp and he actually grabbed a piece of the rock.

Jasper Caldwell was a little confused, looking at his "claws", his adrenaline surged, is this the effect?

Seeing that the "food" was about to run away, it didn't care about anything else. It used its "claws" to directly chisel open a large piece of rock and pulled out the snake inside. Its head was round and it was non-venomous.

Under the action of force and force, the snake was torn into two pieces. Half of the snake was in Jasper Caldwell's hand, and the other half fell to the ground. Before Jasper Caldwell could pick it up, the green lizard rolled it into its mouth, chewed it and swallowed it.

Jasper Caldwell: "Aren't you a vegetarian?"

Green Lizard: ...

Jasper Caldwell: "Omnivore?"

Green Lizard: ...

Jasper Caldwell: "No need to say, I understand."

After saying this, he took two steps back holding the half-eaten prey, making sure it wouldn't be snatched away by the green lizard. He walked out of the rock to find branches, make a fire, and grill the meat to fill his stomach first.