The boat docked on the shore and swayed gently in the turbulent river water.

Simone sat at the bow of the boat, looking at the man as cold and hard as a stone, with her soft eyes as clear as water.

The work in her hands was done, and she walked with a light step: "For you."

It was a straw raincoat, a straw raincoat she carefully woven for him.

The man didn't answer, and Simone wasn't angry either. She knew his temperament, just like a piece of wood.

She personally put the straw raincoat on him, like a gentle wife.

Then she sat next to him: "Okay, let's continue your homework today. Come and tell me that the weather is good today."

The man opened his mouth: "Today...the weather...is very good."

His pronunciation is a bit difficult, but it can be clearly felt that it is much smoother than before.

"Yes, that's it." Simone clapped excitedly.

It has been a month since Simone taught this man to speak every day. She found that this man was not born to stutter. He just seemed not used to speaking, was unwilling to speak, and even didn't know what to say. His vocabulary was so small that he had no idea what to say, and his mind was blank, just like a newborn baby.

Yes, it's just a baby, but has an adult body, but no adult thinking.

Simone felt that she could change all this, that she could make this man speak like a real human, normal.

She had been doing this for a whole month.

She told men about what the world existed, told him how to face life, told him many stories about childhood, and encouraged him to speak.

The man seemed to no longer reject her. On the contrary, he was very interested in listening to these things, so he began to receive Simone's education.

"You did awesome." Simone excitedly grabbed the man's hand and shouted, "Let's go to the next sentence: How are you? I miss you very much."

"Hello...I..."

"Say it!" Simone was a little excited.

The man thought for a while and looked at Simone: "I miss you very much."

He said these four words very coherently.

Simone's face suddenly turned red.

“Yeah…is good…continue.”

"Why...you...stuttered?" The man was a little surprised.

Simone's face turned even more violent: "You learn from me... I'll learn from you."

The man shook his head very seriously: "It's not good to learn from me...you...hello."

Simone laughed out loud: "Yeah, yes, you're making so fast."

The man looked at the smile on Simone's face, and slowly, a smile appeared on his face.

Simone stared blankly and suddenly screamed: "Ha, you can laugh, you can laugh! This is a big improvement!"

Simone's shouting attracted grandpa, and the old man looked here, then sighed, shook his head and returned to the cabin.

Everything began to get smoother in the following days.

The man seemed to have completely accepted Simone, and he would do whatever she said.

He studied hard, made great progress, and spoke fluently, but his mind still seemed to be a little unclear, and he still couldn't remember who he was and what he was.

He accepted Simone's name, Brother Stone.

Compared to speaking, it is more difficult for men to learn to live.

He can't do anything and always makes everything mess. Simone teaches him how to fish, but he throws the hook around his neck; teaches him how to cast a net, but just turns around and finds that the man is getting caught by the net. She tries to rescue him from the net, but as soon as he tries hard, the fishing net becomes shattered.

Grandpa angrily yelled that he was no longer afraid of this man.

Men are slow to react without any response.

"Don't worry, let's take your time, you can learn it." At this time, Simone clapped the man's hand and said to him.

As time goes by, Simone gradually understands some of the characteristics of men.

She found that men seemed more accustomed to accepting orders than requests.

Many times when you ask him to sit on something in a request, he will remain indifferent, as if he has heard nothing.

But if you give orders directly to him, he will do it immediately, and often do it very well.

Just like a soldier, firmly obeying the commands of his superiors.

So Simone also began to try to direct men. Whenever she was then, she would have a headache and distress. What kind of man was this?

So after repeated thinking, Simone finally made a decision. She said to the man: "You are not a machine, Brother Stone. You don't have to listen to anyone's orders, you are yourself!"

The man looked at her in confusion.

Simone's attitude was very serious: "You have to learn to have your own ideas, which is very important. You can't do everything by accepting orders."

"So...is this an order?" the man asked.

Simone thought for a while and shook her head: "No, this is a request."

"You mean...I...can I...do what I...want to do?"

"Yes!" Simone answered excitedly.

That night, Simone was lying on her bed.

While tossing and turning, she was shocked to find a tall figure next to her.

She was so scared that she was about to scream, but she found it was a stone.

In the shadow, the man looked at her without saying a word.

Simone wrapped herself in a quilt and looked at him nervously, but he slowly lay down beside Simone.

He said: "It's... very warm."

He slept beside Simone, leaned against her shoulder, and fell asleep like a child.

Simone opened her eyes wide and couldn't sleep all night.

From this day on, the man would sleep in Simone's bed every day and sleep with her.

As time goes by, Simone gradually gets used to it.

Whenever a man sleeps beside her, she will look at the man's eyelashes and can't help but wonder what kind of story happened to this man.

Cido.

A country of wasteland, a country of chaos, a country of killing, a country of freedom.

There are too many names that have been circulated because of this land, but if you ask the Sithians what kind of country they are, they would rather call themselves the country of mercenaries.

This is a country with all-people mercenaries. Almost every citizen is destined to be mercenaries from birth. They do not work in production, hate conspiracies, and make a living by selling force. Mercenaries from Sito are known as the best and strongest warriors in the Northern Continent. The yield rate of high-level warriors here is the highest in the entire Fengming Continent. The population base of a mere million is less than one percent of that of the Lance Empire, but they have high-level warriors and peak warriors close to that of the Lance Empire, but they are pitifully few in terms of magicians.

The Cistercians believe in force, worship force, and rely on force. When facing conflicts, people here are only willing and only know how to solve problems with force.

All lords are outstanding warriors themselves, and even the king of Sitho must have strong force to convince the public. A weak person who is powerless, even if he becomes a king today, he will be immediately overthrown by those rebellious warriors tomorrow.

Correspondingly, except for warriors, magicians and alchemists are not popular here.

If the Lance Empire is compared with Cido, then the former is like a prosperous and developed American country. People use morality and law to maintain everything, while paying attention to civil power, while the latter is a backward and barbaric African society. People use force to defend themselves. Unrest is the norm, and regime subversion is even more common.

Therefore, when most of the Reims mentioned the place of Cido, the generals shook their heads and showed a disdainful expression. To them, the place was backward, primitive, barbaric, ignorant, and poor resources, and meaningless.

When Raschel first set foot on this land, he saw three large-scale fights in the first four days.

Blood flows on this land like a river, dyeing the earth red.

If Udick and his four-winged Tooth Beast were not protected by him, he might have been snatched away on the first day he came to this country.

Although the Cistercians are cruel and fierce, they are definitely not stupid. They will also be afraid when facing the strong and retreat, and will never bubbling when it is time to shrink. However, when facing the weak, they will instantly turn into fierce wolfs and grab all the merchants in exchange.

Usually, people here have only two identities: robbers and bodyguards. A few people have both identities.

"The town of Byk is ahead." Udick said to Rasher.

The Revenge Souls team is now in this town.

I heard that they had completely controlled the town, and the entire town of Byk was under the control of the soul of revenge, and Haley was the mayor.

This sounds a bit incredible. The grassroots officials here are not appointed by His Majesty the King, but are killed by themselves. As long as you do not publicly oppose His Majesty the King after becoming an official, then everything else doesn't matter. As for the seal, the fist of the Sito people is the seal. As for taxation, there is no tax in such a poor place. The national finance does not rely on taxation, but some large mine veins controlled by the Sito regime. As for the guards... If you don't even have a soldier under your command, what official do you want to be?

This is Cido, the naked powerful government.

Some people even say that Cido has no regime at all, only robbers, not without reason.

They finally arrived at the town of Byk.

From a distance, the entire town has built a high wall, and soldiers of the Revenge Soul stand on the wall. Every ten meters of the wall is a tower. In the tower is an archer and a magician, as well as a magic ball that can release magic shields.

In addition, under the wall, there was a cavalry team composed of the Ironback beasts of Sido specialty. They held spears and were wearing rough armor to patrol the surroundings, strictly inspecting every passerby.

It looks like a fortress, but if you look closely, you will find that the defense measures here are almost exactly the same as those in the Spark Prison.

This has to be said to be quite ironic. The prisoners escaped from the Spark Prison. After they went to a foreign land, they built a new Spark Prison with their own hands, and then trapped themselves in it.
To be continued...