Roger changed the subject and asked: "I heard that your father came from the village of Villafranca. Why did he leave that village?"

Ola recalled: "I have never been to this village, I heard my uncles talking about it.

The old man didn't want to go back. I heard that he had a quarrel with the villagers. I wasn't born yet at that time.

My grandma told me later. She said that the old man hated the Saracens. His father and mother died in the Saracen mines. Many people in the village of Villafranca were like him, but no one else.

He hates it so much.

The old man and some people from the village often attack lone Saracens, rob them of their belongings, and take them to the mines to sell them.

Grandma told him not to do this, but the old man didn't listen. He said these were enemies.

Later I heard that Count Roger of Sicily was a good man. He had saved the whole village. He no longer attacked the Saracens, and he would not allow others to attack them. He said that the Saracens in Sicily were like everyone else, they were his own people.

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The people in the village obeyed Count Roger, so they stopped fighting the Saracens and even did business with them.

But the old man didn't want to, and he still wanted to fight. Most people in the village told him to listen to Count Roger.

The old man got angry and said that Count Roger was worse than a fucking piece of shit and a coward.

The people in the village regarded Count Roger as their benefactor, and they couldn't bear to hear people say bad things about him, so they got into a quarrel, and then they drove the old man out of the village.

My grandma said that at that time, some people followed the old man, and she followed them. She actually missed her relatives in the village very much, but the old man didn’t go back, so she never went back.”

"Then if you ran out, wouldn't your mother be worried?"

The wind suddenly stopped.

Aura said in a low tone: "My grandmother has passed away."

"Feel sorry."

"nothing."

The wind started blowing again, making the leaves rustle, which seemed to be the only sound in the whole world.

After a period of silence, Aura suddenly spoke: "Ruggiero, let me accompany you to Palermo. I want to see what the city is like."

Roger was surprised and said: "You don't know the road."

Aura stood up, puffed out her flat chest, and said proudly: "Didn't you say it's in the north? Just keep going north."

"Just the two of us? Walking through the forest? You have to know that there are wolves and bears in the forest. And what do we eat? There are not cherry trees everywhere. And there are all kinds of other difficulties."

Roger held his forehead: "In short, this is impossible."

Aura patted Roger on the shoulder: "Are you scared? Don't worry, I will protect you."

Roger looked defeated. He complained: "You are blindly optimistic and blindly confident. Also, don't act like a female leader, it doesn't look like it at all."

Aura said dejectedly: "Ah, can't you? Sure enough, I'm not made to be a bandit, I can only be a good person."

Roger pouted: "Don't talk about the bandits as if they are great."

Aura laughed "haha" and said, "I'm just kidding."

She gradually stopped smiling: "Actually, I don't like bandits at all, and I don't like what the old man did, not at all.

I advised him not to do it, but he scolded me and said I was ignorant. He said that in this world, the strong bullies the weak, and being weak is a sin. He was right, and if he was wrong, the world was wrong.

But I think he was wrong.

Why do we have to fight back and forth? Why can't we live a good life?

I want to correct his mistakes. So if he arrests people, I will release them. Even if he beats me, scolds me and locks me up, I will still do it."

Roger could understand her thoughts, but he wanted to tell her that the law of this world is that of the weak and the strong, and that the law of this world is to believe that whoever has the biggest fist is correct.

But he didn't want to argue with her, so he brought the topic back to the actual issue.

He asked: "You said you have been to the town, do you know which town it is?"

"A town is just a town, what else could it be?"

Roger thought that it didn't matter if he didn't know which town it was. Since merchants and magicians had come to the town, there must be a road to Palermo.

He asked again: "Do you know how to get there?"

"Of course I know. It's in the south. I'm very familiar with it."

"Great," Roger said hopefully, "take me to town."

"Okay, I don't know if I can meet the magician again this time. Come on, Aura will definitely guess it right this time!"

Aura was in high spirits: "Let's go! Let's go to town!"

She hummed a little tune and jumped up and down, leading the way.

Roger looked at her as if he saw a breeze dispersing the smog and a white lotus blooming in the mud.

Roger followed Aura south through the woods. They talked while walking and didn't feel tired.

Aura picked up a straight branch with a small branch at the top.

"It will be useful in a while," she said.

Roger also picked one up and waved it, thinking it was a good use.

He said: "Is it to drive away snakes in the grass?"

Aura replied: "You guessed half of it right, guess again."

When I came out of the forest, I saw a patch of tall grass in front of me. The grass was taller than a person, and it looked so dense that there were no gaps.

Roger wanted to drill in, but Aura held him back. She said, "Don't drill in like this. This idiot will cut wounds on you. Follow me."

She held the wooden stick straight in front of her body and used it to push away the thatch in front of her.

Roger discovered that this not only prevented the skin from being cut by the jagged edges of the grass blades, but also increased the forward speed.

He asked: "Is this also what your uncle hound taught you?"

"Well, Uncle Hound is very kind to me. He taught me many skills."

After walking for a while in the tall grass, Roger became completely lost. He looked at the identical grass around him and saw that the traces of his steps behind him were also covered up by the standing grass.

He asked Ola: "How do you know where to go?"

Aura didn't look back: "Fool, look at the sun."

Roger felt that it was not very reliable: "But the sun can move."

"The approximate direction is enough. The grass is not big, so I will be out in a while."

"Isn't it big? Why do I feel that it is boundless?"

"That's because the grass is too high and you can't see the surroundings. In fact, if you keep walking in one direction, you can get out soon."

Roger thought, should we find the right goal and keep moving forward?

He asked: "But how can you be sure that you have been walking in the same direction? I heard that people will unconsciously go astray, thinking that they are walking in a straight line, but in fact they are going in a circle."

"Fart, my feelings are not wrong, just follow me."

They kept walking in the grass, but they seemed to be just standing still.

Roger became more and more panicked as he walked away. He turned his head and saw only grass.
Chapter completed!