Night

That night, Locke, Hans, Kane and Suzanne set up a campfire in an open space outside the camp.

Rolling on the rack were the birds that the soldiers had hunted. It was almost the new year, and it was freezing cold everywhere. There were no wild animals at all, and there were no Shalorian villages around this place. It was really difficult to find a four-legged bird that could eat meat.

These fat birds were only caught after a few clever fellows had waited for an entire morning.

Locke skillfully rolled the grill. The previous month of living in the forest had improved his barbecue skills. Looking at his technique, it was both practical and artistic.

Suzanne tilted her head and leaned into Locke's arms, staring blankly at him. Looking at his determined face and serious expression, Suzanne was entranced.

Kane and Hans pretended not to see anything. Suzanne had been like this ever since she saw Locke today. At first, the two would tease Locke and Suzanne a little, but when they realized that the couple was about to start a mushy drama in front of them, they quickly pretended not to see anything.

When Locke's was done, Hans and Kane's were still half done. Locke took out a white handkerchief and carefully opened it, revealing some red powder.

Kane and Hans looked curiously at what Locke was going to do. When Locke sprinkled some of the red powder on the barbecue, a pungent smell wafted into their nostrils, making them salivate.

Kane licked his lips and asked curiously, "Brother Locke, what is this?"

"Condiment!" Locke said a word that Angelina had taught him. After giving some of the remaining red powder to Kane and Hans, Locke carefully wrapped it up.

Kane and Hans couldn't wait to sprinkle the novelty Locke gave them on their food. A strong fragrance wafted with the wind. Even the soldiers on duty at the camp gate not far away couldn't help but poke their heads over to see what they were cooking.

Locke handed the barbecue to Suzanne. He had been eating barbecue for more than a month. If it weren't for the lack of entertainment in the camp, he wouldn't have agreed to let Kane and Hans have a barbecue outside the camp.

She took the barbecued meat from him and leaned into his arms, eating silently. She recognized the white handkerchief wrapped in the red powder. It was obviously made of a woman's clothes. Looking at Locke's careful expression, she didn't know whether he was careful of the handkerchief or the red powder.

However, she didn't show it. Her body and mind belonged to Locke now, and she wouldn't care about anything else other than him. She had never thought of having him to herself.

They enjoyed the cool breeze of the night. Although it was still winter, it had not snowed in the past few days, so the temperature was not very low. Of course, this kind of weather was more suitable for marching. The baron had decided to leave for the frontline the day after tomorrow to meet up with Falcon.

After eating and chatting for a while, it was already late, and the moon was already high up in the sky. Kane and Hans tactfully greeted Locke and left. Locke brought Suzanne back to the tent that was assigned to him at noon.

Because he was now the vice-jarl of the cavalry platoon, he was very close to the cavalry camp. He and Wyr each set up a tent on one side of the cavalry camp to facilitate the mobilization of the cavalry platoon.

This also meant that Locke was the most powerful person in the vicinity.

That was why he could bring Suzanne into his tent unscrupulously. In addition, there were rumors in the camp that Locke was going to become a noble, so no one dared to snitch on him.

As soon as the two entered the tent, they kissed each other like dry firewood igniting a raging fire, and it was out of control.

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After nearly a few hours of lovemaking, Locke and Suzanne were so tired that they were panting heavily.

Suzanne lay on Locke's chest and slowly touched the scars on his body with her hand. She knew his body well, but she didn't expect that there would be so many bloody scars on his body after not seeing him for more than a month. Suzanne's movements were very gentle, and Locke felt numb and comfortable.

As soon as Locke returned, he had asked the doctors in the camp to fix the three broken ribs. Unlike soldiers like Locke who only knew how to fix bones, he could only fix the two ribs that were easy to fix. The doctors in the camp had seen all kinds of serious injuries since the start of the war, so the scars on Locke's body were not worth mentioning in their eyes.

Fortunately, Locke was a Knecht with impetus, so his body could recover so quickly. He didn't forget that the two doctors in the camp had repeatedly warned him not to do any strenuous exercise for two weeks. With the help of impetus circulation, Locke felt that his bones were almost healed in just two days.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to make love to Suzanne here. Suzanne, who hadn't seen Locke for more than a month, was obviously a little more enthusiastic tonight. She used to give in after an hour, but tonight, she actually asked for a few hours. The price was that Suzanne was so tired that she couldn't even move a finger.

Lying in Locke's arms, Suzanne slowly told him how she had spent the past month. Her tense nerves finally relaxed after Locke returned. She urgently needed a solid shoulder to lean on.

When she talked about how she had subdued the gangsters in Giza and how her forces had grown, Locke gave her appropriate encouragement.

"It's all thanks to Laffey's help!" said Suzanne happily at a certain point in the story.

"Oh? How are the three of them now? "Locke asked.

"Miss Grace and Laffey helped me a lot when you were away," said Suzanne. "When Kristin heard that you came back alive, she wanted to come too, but her aunt stopped her." Suzanne said, "Kristin heard that you came back alive, but she was stopped by her aunt."

Now that Suzanne's business was booming in Giza, she needed a few people to stay behind to look after it. It was just right for Grace and the others to stay behind.

Locke was no longer worried that the woman would run away. When he was missing for a month, Laffey, who could use impetus, was by his side. Plus, Grace was smart enough to leave if she wanted to.

"They'll be here in a few days. Miss Grace seems to have something to say to you," added Suzanne.

Come to think of it, Suzanne was about the same age as Grace. In fact, she might even be a year or two older than Grace. However, Suzanne always felt as though Grace could see through her. Whenever she interacted with Grace, she would unconsciously lower her status by several notches. However, she and Grace's maid, Laffey, had become good friends. Kristin also had a good impression of Suzanne, a mature woman. She probably treated Suzanne like her mother.

Was Grace looking for him for something? Locke was curious about what this beautiful woman wanted from him. Among the women he had met so far, Grace was the prettiest, Suzanne the most mature and sexy, and Angelina the purest and most beautiful.

"How's business recently?" asked Locke. Although he knew that Suzanne had been working for Henry, he really didn't know what exactly she was doing.

"Speaking of business, it's really good now." Suzanne didn't know where she got her strength from. She was exhausted just now, but when it came to business, this smart woman exuded endless energy.

"Oh? What kind of business? "asked Locke curiously.

"Human resources," said Suzanne, using a term that Locke had never heard of before.

"What's that?" Locke was confused.

"It's when the baron's caravan needs to transport some large amounts of goods or goods in large quantities. He needs reliable labour. I'm responsible for providing part of this labour, "said Suzanne proudly.

"You mean the refugees in Giza?" Locke understood that she was actually hiring servants in disguise.

"Yes, you don't know this, but there are more and more refugees coming into Giza. There aren't many people in the town anymore." After all, Suzanne was a native of Giza, so she sounded a little sad in this situation.

"These refugees don't want anything. As long as you give them something to eat, they'll do anything," said Suzanne. "I just provide them with a little bit of food, but in return, I get a lot of silver thalers."

"Is it a big business now?" asked Locke curiously.

"It's not too bad. Merchant Henry has almost half of his goods shipped by me," said Suzanne.

Fatty Henry was one of the few stewards in the baron's caravan. It was hard for Locke to describe how big the baron's caravan was. Anyway, the military supplies from their camp only took up a small part of the logistics caravan, and the rest were transported by the caravan themselves.

"How much money do you make now?" Locke wasn't interested in the details of how he made money. He was more interested in the fact that he made a lot of money.

"Hehe." Suzanne playfully stretched out two slender fingers at Locke.

Locke had earned a thousand silver coins from the black market exchange. He gave two hundred to the brothers who went with him, and the remaining eight hundred were all converted into silver thalers by Henry. He didn't believe that someone as smart as Suzanne, who had four hundred silver thalers as capital, had only earned two hundred silver thalers. Of course, he didn't exaggerate to think that it was twenty thousand silver thalers.

"Two thousand?" asked Locke expectantly.

"Yes!" Suzanne jumped into Locke's arms excitedly and drew circles on his chest with her fingers. "I've never seen so much money before. I can't believe it. I earned all of this."

Not to mention two thousand silver thalers, even the four hundred silver thalers that Locke had given her back then had shocked her quite a bit. However, as a tavern owner, the most money she'd ever seen in her life was only a few dozen silver thalers, and that was during the years when the tavern's business was good.

Two thousand silver thalers was equivalent to twenty gold thalers, which wasn't enough to buy a nice manor. Fortunately, Melson had given him two hundred gold thalers in vouchers, which was enough for Locke to live comfortably for the rest of his life.

"Don't do those businesses anymore!" said Locke suddenly.

Suzanne was a little overwhelmed by his words. "Why?" asked Suzanne. Of course, she would listen to Locke, but she was curious as to why he wouldn't let her do it.

Locke took out two golden scrolls with silver edges from his clothes that had been torn apart by the two. Being literate, Suzanne could obviously tell that it was one hundred gold thalers. She covered her mouth in shock.

"And this!" Locke took out the green ring and put it on her finger. "This is for you!" "Don't be too tired next time," said Locke softly as he kissed her forehead.

Since he had enough money to spend, there was no need for so much. Locke was a lazy person and he didn't want Suzanne to work herself to death every day to earn money. After not seeing her for a month, Locke could clearly feel that she had lost a lot of weight.

Without saying anything else, Suzanne hugged Locke's lips and kissed him.

"Love me!" said Suzanne to Locke late at night.

Another fierce battle broke out in the tent. The night was silent.

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