The storm is coming. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The weather outside Varna changed as it sounded, and the sky was still sunny and the sun was shining, and in the blink of an eye, the clouds were already all over the sky.

There will be wind before the rain.

A gust of wind howled towards the convoy as it was moving down the road, blowing the cloaks behind the knights high. However, neither the twenty black-armored knights nor the trained mounts under their crotches were unmoved, still moving forward at an unhurried pace without stopping.

The person who was escorted by these black-armored knights in the middle carriage was, of course, Lord Bismarck, the Prime Minister of the Jimny Empire.

As the saying goes, looking at the mountain runs a dead horse. Sometimes you find that in some places, the destination is close at hand, but it takes many times longer than you think to get there. The most typical of such terrain is of course the mountain roads, followed by the hilly and quagdy terrain of the Varna Domain.

The hills and swamps scattered throughout Varna had slowed down the Black Knights' march so much that on several occasions they had to stop to help themselves or their comrades' mounts who had inadvertently gotten into the mire, so it took a whole day and a night for the small convoy to reach their current location, which would have taken about an hour to enter the city of Varna at their current speed.

The young Prince of the Jimney Empire, Dresg, sat in the car, looking through the window of the carriage at the approaching city in front of him. For a young man who is active and energetic, the life of staying in the carriage for the past few days is undoubtedly boring and boring, and His Royal Highness Derich, who has long been accustomed to the luxury of the court, is eager to get rid of this kind of sleeping in the open at once, find a place to take a hot bath, and then come to a bed that is comfortable and soft enough for himself to lie on and sleep well.

This is not a high demand, and for Drich's status, such a requirement can be described as condescending. But unfortunately, judging from the current situation, I am afraid that this small request of our Royal Highness the Prince will not be able to be satisfied.

Derich's teacher, Lord Bismarck, the Prime Minister of the Jimny Empire, stretched his hand out of the window and summoned the leader of the group of black-armored knights: "Ronald, it looks like my warriors are a little tired, find a place to rest nearby." ”

Soon, the convoy stopped in a forest on the side of the road.

Derich, who wished to enter the city early, heard the words like a bucket of cold water poured on his head, and poured out the fire of hope that had just been ignited in his heart. You must know that the black-armored knights of these twenty escort teams are not ordinary knights, they all have the strength of one hundred, and the lowest strength also has the level of middle-level knights, and there are many high-level knights among them, and the knight leader named Ronald is a high-level peak knight of the ninth level, and he is only one step away from the holy realm.

Even if such a group of people rush for seven days and seven nights, it is estimated that it is not a big problem, but today it has only been less than four hours since the morning, and they need to rest? Rest the hell!

Of course, even if Derichy is the brother of His Majesty the Empire, the respect of the Prince, even if he is a teacher of Bismarck, he has to call him His Highness, but Derich's heart knows very well that the only person who gives orders in this convoy can only be the old man who shares the car with him.

In addition to the fact that Bismarck was both the chancellor of the empire and his own teacher, but also because of what his brother, His Majesty Wilhelm XIII, the current emperor of the Jimny Empire, said to himself before leaving:

"My dear brother, remember that our teacher has the fate of the entire empire on his shoulders, and if at some point on this journey you find that you have to make a choice between your own life and that of your teacher, then please - die bravely!"

So Drichy quietly sat down under a leafy tree on the side of the road, then quietly took out the dry food and water bottle, and quietly nibbled on the dry food while looking at the sky in a daze.

The cloudy sky was so dark, just like my mood at the moment. His Royal Highness thought indignantly as he gnawed the dry food.

The wind had stopped, and the heat in the air had reached its peak, and Derich gasped heavily, and reached out with some irritability to loosen a few buttons on his collar, ignoring the fact that it would ruin his aristocratic manners.

As long as you can make Lao Tzu cooler, then let this damn aristocratic demeanor roll as far as possible! His Highness Derich thought happily as he fanned himself with his hand.

"Your Highness," Bismarck, who was muttering something to Ronald on the sidelines, suddenly walked over and smiled at Derich, who was full of upset, "It's time to meet that person." ”

"Huh?" Hearing this, Derich's spirits couldn't help but perk, to be able to let his teacher take such a big risk and come all the way to meet him, to say that Derich's heart is not a little curious, it is absolutely false. Therefore, Bismarck's words can be said to be right in his arms, so His Royal Highness Derich immediately threw the little emotion in his heart out of the clouds, and stood up from the ground with a bone: "Yes, teacher. ”

"Then please come with me, Your Highness." To Derich's surprise, Bismarck did not go to the carriage parked on the side of the road, but to the deeper part of the woods where they were currently located. What's even more strange is that none of the knights of the guards, including Ronald, came with him except for himself, and it seems that this is a journey of two people?

But the clever Derich did not ask any inappropriate questions, but followed closely - what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd of his teacher, can he find out?

From the outside, the forest they were in didn't seem to be very dense, but Derich soon knew he was wrong, for he had been walking through the seemingly undense forest for a full ten minutes, with no end in sight.

There is a mountain behind the mountain, and there is a forest behind the forest.

The sky was already overcast, and the dense foliage of the towering trees in the forest blocked out a lot of light, making the forest in front of Derich look extremely dark. The young prince walked somewhat with some difficulty and caution through the roadless woods, his delicate calfskin boots rustling on the ground covered with fallen leaves, and occasionally stepping on a dry branch, followed by a crisp snapping sound.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang in the sky, and a thick bolt of lightning streaked across the sky. It was a matter of seconds before the thunder came with such a sudden and deafening sound that it startled the unprepared Drech.

When the thunder died down, the dark woods suddenly fell silent, except for the rustling footsteps of Drishna.

His Royal Highness suddenly thought of a word to describe the scene in front of him at this moment, and that was gloomy.

He shuddered, and immediately quickened his pace a little, following his teacher's footsteps deeper into the woods.

After a few more minutes, there was a sudden cheerfulness in front of Derich, who had arrived in a clearing in the woods.

Derich's teacher, the Prime Minister of the Jimny Empire, Lord Bismarck, stood in front of him, and about five meters in front of Bismarck, there was a guy facing the Duke.

A man in gray wearing a green hat.

"Long time no see, old friend." Bismarck smiled and said to the man in gray.