It was a dark night, and the fog in the sky obscured the moonlight. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe entire King of Klein City looks particularly eerie in such an atmosphere. Clotty put on a gray-and-white cloak with a hood, and crossed the Bridge of Ashuton in a very unobtrusive, unobtrusive, unobtrusive manner, to a post station outside the royal city.

The post station here is a transit point for transporting grain and supplies from other areas to Klein. In the area around the Intramuros, horse-drawn carriages for goods and passengers gathered. Wealthy merchants and aristocratic lords in the vicinity would send people to the post station to make an appointment with a coachman.

The station is one of the largest in Vosfita and in the whole of Farusion, and has become a small town. The town is brightly lit. People hurried through the streets in groups of threes and fives. Every now and then a horse-drawn carriage gallops through the streets.

On the sidewalks that dot taverns and inns, you can occasionally see drunken coachmen singing together holding hands, or drunk travelers who are drunk and being helped back by their friends outside the store.

"Miss. It's so late. Why don't you stop by our shop? Our level of service is top-notch throughout Vosfitta. When Crotty passed by the door of a large hotel, the waiter standing at the door saw this and asked her politely.

"Thank you. No need. I'm still in a hurry. Crotty also replied politely.

"It's so late. The current world is not good, and it is very unsafe. And we can book for you a carriage for the first departure tomorrow morning. The waiter refused to give up and continued to persuade.

"Thank you so much. I don't care. Crotty smiled and said this, and then continued to walk forward.

"Hey, hey, miss. Please wait..."Looking at Crotty's back as he gradually moved away, the waiter was still unwilling to give up.

After Crotty left, a traveler wearing a hooded black cloak came to the door of the hotel.

"Do you want to stay at the hotel?" the waiter asked.

The traveler in the black cloak did not answer the waiter's question and walked straight into the hotel. Seeing this, the waiter also hurriedly followed.

Then Crotty went to the place where the carriages were parked at the inn, and saw that there were many wagons parked in the wide square, but the horses had been tethered elsewhere. After looking at her surroundings for a while, she noticed that there was still a light in a small wooden pavilion nearby, so she walked over and saw an old man dozing off in the pavilion.

"Old man. Are you the caretaker here?" asked Crotty politely.

"Ahh No. I'm just a night watchman covering the field. Miss, if you have any business, please come back tomorrow. The old man opened his eyes sleepily.

"No, I can't. I'm in a hurry and I have to leave right away. Excuse me, where can I find the person in charge here?" Crotty asked anxiously after listening to the old man's words.

"Miss, even if you are in a hurry. But it still doesn't work. Because the current world is really bad, the war is chaotic, and at night, the coachmen in the station will not travel. Our mayor, the head of the inn, has long since gone home. You'll have to wait until tomorrow to come back. The old man explained.

"Old man. Money is not an issue. But tonight, I have to get off as soon as possible. You'll have to help me figure it out. As she spoke, Crotty took two silver coins from her bosom and handed them over.

"I can't take this money. If I let others know, I wouldn't be able to do it here. And I really can't help you. Now, if you have to set off, you have to go to the army. At night, only the army's carts transporting goods have not stopped. The old man raised his arm and rejected the silver coin that Crotty had offered.

Seeing the other party's frightened look, Crotty had to take his hand back as well.

Da Da... Crunch... Suddenly, from behind her came the sound of horses' hooves running and wheels crashing against the road. There were dozens of big cars in front of and behind, driving over one after another. These carts were all horse-drawn wagons used by the army to transport stones.

"Miss. This is the convoy of the army. Now if you want to set off, you can only ask them. Seeing this, the night watchman hastened to his feet and stepped forward to pull the barricade that barricaded the entrance to the parking lot.

"Ladies and gentlemen. You've all worked hard. The night watchman pulled back the wooden wall and bowed to the soldiers sitting in the carts.

"Old man. Are all the hotels we are going to stay in lined up?" Sitting in the first cart, the soldier who looked like an officer at the head of the platoon immediately asked.

"The mayor of the town has already arranged it for all the military masters. When the cargo is unloaded, I will lead you there. The night watchman replied. Seeing this, Crotty hurriedly turned around, turned his back to the soldier, and walked slowly forward like no one. When dozens of large vehicles entered the parking lot, the soldiers jumped out of the cars.

Then, the officer-like man began to direct the other soldiers, carrying and unloading some huge rocks from the cart. These huge blocks of marble are a type of marble that is normally used to build palaces, and have been cut to boxy size.

"What's going on? It's so late. And let's bring these stones from so far away. What the hell is the marshal thinking?" a soldier carrying stones couldn't help but grumble.

"And they didn't let the workers be hired. It's not just us who have to ship so far. We were also asked to move the stones to the warehouse overnight. What the hell is this for?" The other soldier echoed impatiently.

Since it is an important task assigned by the marshal. Whatever it is, we have to get it done. I forgot about it. Remember, you can't call a marshal a marshal in the future, you should call your majesty!" the officer heard this, and stopped his subordinates.

"Oh. I know. The stones we carried must have been used by His Majesty to build the new palace. A soldier's guess came to his senses.

"You know what! To build a new palace, do you want to tear down the old Klein Palace? Let me tell you, it was a fellow named Tuckers who asked His Majesty to build a temple, and I didn't inquire about what the temple was going to do.

So you guys, don't talk about it again. If Your Majesty knows that you are spreading rumors behind his back that he is going to build a palace, we will all have to go around without food. Do you understand?" the officer immediately reprimanded him.

"Understood. That's what happened...", and the soldiers did not continue to discuss this matter.

"Tax," Crotty said silently.

"Stop, who are you?" Suddenly, a soldier yelled at where Crotty was standing.

When Crotty heard the roar, he instinctively froze, and tried to run forward, but after thinking again, he stood still.

"This military master. She was just a traveler who was in a hurry and wanted to find a carriage to travel. The night watchman who stood aside explained to the soldier. Crotty turned around and began to walk back.

"Why is she back again!?" the roaring soldier asked himself, bewildered.

"I have something important to do and want to find a carriage. Crotty, who was still far away from the soldiers, shouted.

"Miss, that's not going to work. We all have urgent business here. It was getting late and it wasn't very safe. Please go back quickly. At this time, the officer opened his mouth and advised Crotty. But the saber he held in his hand had obviously been drawn out.

"Well, thank you. With that, Crotty turned and left.

"Doesn't seem to be a spy, just a traveler. Seeing that Crotty was gone, the officer put his saber back into its sheath.

As Crotty breathed a sigh of relief, a cold evening breeze blew. So, she put away the cloak wrapped around her body vigorously, and thought: It seems that she can only find a hotel today and settle down.