The young man who had just lifted the curtain behind the car obviously didn't realize the situation on the car, and he greeted the white young man sitting on the outside of the car with great style, as for Conan and the stout young man, he selectively ignored them.

"Mitchelson Green, I've seen Your Excellency. ”

As he said this, Mitchelson stepped over one foot and tried to step into the carriage, and with a bright smile, he hunched over to the opposite side of the white young man, and shook his hand.

"Amy, Fergus. Missionary. The young man replied succinctly.

Just when he was about to sit down, he was embarrassed to realize the problem on the car, and now there was only one place for him to stay in the car at most, and the position he fancied had already put the baggage of a strong man.

Finding that the strong man didn't pay attention to him, Mitchelson had no choice but to open his mouth first,

"Are the remaining two in the car also the nobles of the pioneer team?"

"Or else? Montgomery, from the Cork family. ”

The strong man glared at him and replied angrily.

Mitchelson scratched his head in embarrassment: "It turned out to be Mr. Montgomery, what a blessing." ”

Montgomery picked up the luggage that had been on his side and made room for Mitchelson to sit. Mitchelson gave him a grateful look.

But the matter wasn't over yet, and his giant suitcase didn't have a place to put it, and Mitchelson turned his eyes to the white, skinny Amy and the youngest Conan.

Amy fumbled to the back of the carriage and curled up again, as a reward for Mitchelsen's kindness.

In the end, all three set their sights on Conan.

Conan has a bit of a position, and he occupies a lot of space, but it is very troublesome to ask him to vacate it. He stared intently into a corner of the car, which was a spot opposite his foot, which happened to be empty.

The three of them were overjoyed, and Mitchell shouted to the car

"Tom, my box!"

Immediately, there was a chord outside the carriage, and a calloused hand reached for the entrance of the carriage, and beneath it hung the beneath the giant suitcase.

Several pairs of hands on the carriage worked together to carry it up, and then passed it to the gap in the carriage, and when the box was thrown into the gap, there was a heavy creaking sound from the wooden planks of the horse workshop.

After this, several young people in the car also got acquainted with each other, and the atmosphere became lively from the initial embarrassment.

"Help me get the candles out of the box, Mönggo. Oh, it's on the second floor. ”

Mitchelson was a proper optimist and self-cooked, and within minutes of boarding the carriage, he had already taken out the eighteen generations of his ancestors and told them, and if it weren't for the time constraints, Conan even doubted that he would have been able to tell the story of how many women his father had slept with.

Mitchelson was born into a noble family on the northwest shore of the Waveless Sea (Babasquia's southeastern port). There were more than a dozen tribes that had been attached to Abbasquia since the early years, and the land was fertile and densely populated, and the lords who lived on it could easily make a fortune with a very low tax burden. The Green family, to which Mitchelson belongs, lacks nothing but land.

As the second son of the family, Mitchelson wanted to go out and fight while he was young, and he stayed in the wealthy area of Abbasquia Town as the spokesperson of the family's interests for many years.

"Do you know, Xiao Ke, when my father was only your age, he had already learned to drill into women's beds every night. By the time Amy was his age, he had been the father of three sons and two daughters. Fortunately, my brothers and sisters have no inheritance rights, otherwise I don't think the farmers in the family will be enough. ”

Mitchelson lit two candles, and a nice smell immediately lit up in the carriage.

Montgomery took out some cheese and jerky from his bag, which were not very expensive and delicate, but they were just right for the young man's appetite.

Conan only knew what jerky tasted like, and he hadn't tasted cottage cheese yet. At the instigation of several people, Conan carefully took a small piece and put it in his hand, and then swallowed it in one gulp.

The cheese had a strong stench and pungent sour smell when it was first eaten, and Conan, who was choking, almost didn't spit it out, and his two eyes stared straight at the roof of the carriage.

Seeing Conan choked, not only Montgomery and Mitchelson laughed, but even Amy, who had been expressionless, laughed out loud.

"Don't spit it out, it's a good thing, and it's exactly what you should eat more at your age. Mitchelson smiled and kindly reminded.

Seeing that the other two people nodded in agreement, Conan kept his head tilted, groped with his two hands to find the bag for water, and then slowly poured the water into his mouth, and it took him a long time to swallow it.

Seeing Conan's funny appearance, several young people couldn't help but laugh again, and the laughter was louder and louder.

A caravan guard with a torch in his hand lifted the curtain of the carriage and couldn't help but reprimand

"If you laugh any more, I see the roof of this carriage is going to collapse. ”

The young men in the carriage nodded solemnly, and swore by pointing to the roof of the carriage that they would never laugh out loud again anyway.

But not long after the guards left the carriage, the carriage began to play a burlesque again, and many civilians standing outside the carriage looked at the carriage with envy, as if they could feel a lot warmer as long as they watched.

Several young people came from similar backgrounds, and it was the first time for them to go on such a long expedition, so some excitement was inevitable, and everyone chatted until the two candles were completely burned out, and then yawned and said goodnight to each other.

The next day, Conan struggled to open his eyes. He was woken up by body odors and snoring. This is also something that can't be helped, it turns out that he just lives in a big house with his father, and Davis can't compare it with the sound of two boars no matter how noisy he is.

Yes, at both ends, Conan groped his way out of the carriage and saw Amy, who had been silent last night, sitting and praying in the early morning sun.

"Thank you Sardinia for the salvation you have given us, and may Sardin forever and always bless our souls, that is, not to be depraved and not to be lost. ”

Conan sat quietly beside Amy and listened for a while before going to the river where the caravan had stopped last night to fetch water and wash.

Until Conan returned from the river, the sound of the waves in the carriage was still there.

Amy was looking helplessly at the two sleeping ones, and he complained:

"Even the descendants of heroes will inevitably degenerate into this.

Last night, in the middle of the night, Mitchelson pulled out a set of wooden cards from the box, saying that he wanted to show everyone the best indoor game in the world. Amy protested on the grounds that the caravan would have to travel to-morrow, and that they would surely miss breakfast if they did so, and they would have to go hungry.

Mitchelson and Montgomery disagreed. Mitchelson swore in honor of the Lorraine family that he would surely get up before the cook. Not to be outdone, Montgomery patted the vigorous body hair on his chest and said, "How can we industrious mountain people get up before dawn to work?"

At this time, Conan, who was standing outside the carriage, looked at the water bag that had just been filled in his hand, and the river water at the turn of spring and summer was still somewhat cool.

"Go ahead and help us get breakfast from the cook, Brother Amy, I think I can try to wake them up. ”

It's time to kill the pigs.

Conan thought so.

Conan poured all the freshly beaten river water into the carriage, and the symphony in the carriage came to an abrupt end. After a brief silence, the outbreak was always timely, with two pig-killing screams resounding throughout the caravan, and even disturbing the dreams of the Empire's Courier and his three handmaidens.

The messenger pulled the two women on his body, muttered a bone, and fell asleep again. His action caused a coquettish laugh from the two maids, and if the messenger could hear it, he would have to bleed again.

Conan foresaw the impending danger and ran back to the river.

By the time Conan returned from fetching water from the river, Amy had also returned with breakfast. As Conan expected, no one dared to embarrass the priest when the cook was embarrassed.

Amy not only got breakfast for four people by himself, but the cook even "inadvertently" brought him a little more.

"This is for Sardinia, my lord. ”

Amy said in the cook's tone.

"I'm sure I'll help him, and if Satin is willing to shield a bribe-giver, then I'm sure there's nothing to say. ”

Mitchelson and Montgomery were standing outside the carriage at the moment, they had been doused with water when they were sleeping soundly, but they had not yet found out who had done it, at least to catch it in front of them.

Mitchelson took the breakfast that Amy handed over, patted Montgomery, who was still doubting his life, and comforted him

"Look at it, brother, at least we still had breakfast. As long as we can live well, we will be able to catch the murderer sooner or later. ”

Montgomery was also a straightforward man, and at least he didn't usually get along with breakfast, and he took it from Amy's hand, and took a big gulp, as if he were going to swallow the head of the murderer who had just struck him with water.

"Hey, look at it, there's still my share with Xiao Ke. ”

Amy protested that Montgomery ate half of the breakfast for three people in two or three bites, and if the cook bribed him, it would be enough for four.

"What? That's the amount of four people!

It seems that our caravan must be using dwarves and elves to cook for us, which is not enough for half of the mountain people!"

Montgomery gave a loud vent to his frustration, an act that drew laughter from several of the surrounding pioneers, as well as the attention of the cooks in the caravan and a few of the younger brothers who were helping the cooks.

They looked at this outrageous man, and there was a slight ruthlessness in their eyes. When the kitchen handymen had gathered, Montgomery stood up from the edge of the carriage.

This was the first time Conan had seen Montgomery outside, and even among the generally tall Pruss, Montgomery was definitely an outlier. With a figure of more than two meters tall and strong muscles peeking out of the edges of their clothes, they were so intimidating that at least two of the thinner handymen did not dare to move on the spot.

The leading cook was a little scared in his heart, he knew the identity of these people, even if it was a landless nobleman, it was not something he could bully casually, he just wanted to scare this kid by having more people, but he didn't expect that although there were few people, he couldn't be afraid of himself at all.

But now it is definitely not possible to retreat like this, not to mention these few nobles gathered together, the next step is that those commoners will consider rebelling against him. The cook's eyes rolled several times in a row, and finally found his savior in the crowd - Amy.

"Ah, I really didn't expect that there was a messenger of Sardinia here. The cook shouted in surprise, and gave Montgomery a vicious look.

"Hmph, for the priest's sake, I'll let you go today. Let's go. ”

After saying the scene, several cooks inadvertently wiped the sweat from their foreheads, and withdrew to their kitchen in accordance with the principle of taking what they saw.

A few well-wished civilians also whistled at them.

Although he forced the cook away, Montgomery was still somewhat dissatisfied, but Mitchelson patted him on the shoulder, signaled him to calm down, and whispered something in Montgomery's ear.

Montgomery looked at Mitchelson with a strange look.

"It's okay, I just dealt with my cook like this in my hometown, and I couldn't get killed. Mitchelson reassured. "Besides, if it weren't for the fact that these people really didn't have clean hands, they would be fine, and this is a punishment for them. ”

After hearing this explanation, Montgomery nodded reluctantly, and swallowed with some trepidation.

"Mitch, remember to remind me in the future, don't touch anyone who provokes you. I want to live a few more years. ”

The morning passed quickly, and the leader of the caravan, in order to save time, provided only two meals a day, and did not stop at noon to make repairs, but told the men to replenish themselves for a while as they passed through a village.

It was a great expense to take on the food and drink of a few hundred people, and although the cooks on the caravan did not expect to raise much food from a village, they would not pass up the opportunity.

In the midday sky, there was no good place for shade where the caravan stopped, and the shady carriage carriage of course became the best resting place for a few young men, and as for the noon meal, it could be handled by the retinue brought by Mitchelson.

"Don't worry, they're all professionally sourced from me in Abbasquia. Guaranteed to be more satisfied than what you bought yourself. Mitchelson squinted his eyes as he spread out crookedly in the corner of the carriage. It had been a long time since he had traveled such a long distance, and although the caravan's journey in the morning was only a dozen miles, if you considered that most of these people were used to walk, then exhaustion was inevitable.

Amy took the water from Conan and drank it regardless of her image. Except for Montgomery the mountain man, the remaining three are here.