Kapitel 706: 705. Sword in hand, follow me_1

Walking through the forest, Old Eggplant suddenly felt as if he were back in his college days, on a night march during military training.

Feeling nostalgic, he wanted to sing a song.

Could he sing in this game?

Old Eggplant asked.

"Report, Sir Knight, may we sing?"

Hearing Old Eggplant's words, Brown almost fell off his horse.

What's this singing for?

Weren't they afraid of attracting the monsters from the Black Forest?

"No, you can't make too much noise here. Wait until we leave the forest, then you can sing all you want,"

Brown hurriedly dissuaded him.

Old Eggplant had no choice but to give up the idea. Singing 'Return from Target Practice' while marching in formation would indeed have been a beautiful thing.

Fortunately, they were not far from the edge of the forest.

Soon, a light appeared ahead, and Old Eggplant saw the trees thinning; he stepped into the sunlight.

A world unfolded before him.