In the north, in the county of Boyle, in the state of Clonin, a huge transport convoy is heading north, and there are hundreds of horse-drawn carriages alone.

"Look, Rowling! There's a herd of deer there! they're so cute!"

In a luxurious carriage, a lively girl with blue hair pulled a girl in a third-level mage robe on one side, and excitedly pointed to the herd of deer jumping in the distance.

As if hearing the sound, a deer stopped, tilted its head to look this way, and chewed on the tender grass that had just grown out of it in its mouth, and then turned its head boredly, and jumped back into the woods three times and two times, and disappeared.

"It's a shame that the deer ran away. The girl sat back bored and leaned on Rowling's shoulder.

"You have to hide it from the house, and now you regret it, right?" Rowling bookmarked the magic book in her hand with a page number, closed the book and put it aside, her big smart eyes narrowed slightly, and smiled faintly.

"I don't regret it! Going to the border to fight is what a Wallarian should do! I want to fight like a true knight and defend the glory of the motherland!" The blue-haired girl sat up suddenly, her pretty face full of seriousness.

"My Anqi, if you want to go to the border to fight, why don't you go to the south, a true warrior should dare to face her father!" Rowling smiled at the wilted Anqi.

"Sister Rowling, you laugh at me for this again, if I go to the south, I won't be kidnapped back to Lorraine by my father for a year or two. Angel sneered, rolling her eyes at Rowling.

"What do you think Duke Lowell's reaction would be when he returned to the royal capital from Rutheland Fortress after the war and found that you had run to Fort Lemloth, on the border with Thebes, in the north?" Rowling shifted her posture and leaned back on the goose-down cushion.

"Then it's up to the fourth prince, if he hands me over, then I'm afraid my fate will be miserable, and my dad may whip me with a staff!"

The girl Angel couldn't help but shudder, and made up for the scene of her father beating herself.

"Hahaha! I can't beat you, I don't think I will have a good face, even if I beat you, it's not too much, for your family, you did a little too much, if I were Duke Lowell, I would definitely give you a profound lesson." Rowling hung her hand over Angel's buttocks, ready to fight, but couldn't hold back the smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Sister Rowling, you actually take advantage of me!

Annoyed and angry, Angel pounced on Rowling's body with a fly, and the close mage was defeated by the warrior, even if the third-level mage faced a warrior one level lower than her, he would be controlled.

After some fighting, the exhausted two women lay down on the goose down mats to rest, and Rowling was not idle, but took out a finely made arquebus and wiped it off.

"Sister Rowling is starting to wipe your gun again. Angel raised her head, glanced at Rowling who was wiping the gun, and couldn't help but complain.

"I feel that there is a lot of room for improvement in this weapon that fires lead pellets with black powder, and its lead bullets are enough to crack any heavy armor as long as they are enchanted, and the existing aristocratic system will be broken with the development of this weapon. Rowling silently wiped her gun, and told Angel her opinion.

"The aristocratic system has been broken, how is it broken, what is the force that maintains order after it is broken?" Anqi tilted her head, full of question marks.

"I don't know yet, maybe the origin of this weapon will have the answer I want to know. Rowling shook her head, wiping the barrel of her arquebus.

"Remlosburg? Haven't you seen the fourth prince? How is it? Handsome or not? I heard that he didn't have such a good reputation when he was in the royal capital before, and he only got his current results after coming to the border, but unfortunately my family is in Lauder District, and I never saw him when I was in the royal capital. Angel's heart was full of reverie.

"Handsome is quite handsome, and he is by no means as handsome as the group of people in the royal capital, I told you that I usually go to the theater a few times and go to the library a few times, I met him there, and we discussed knowledge together. Rowling said helplessly, "However, that guy is still polite when he speaks normally, but as long as knowledge is discussed, it is a lion, everything he does is the truth, and the paranoid is not, so the two of us debated." ”

"Handsome and knowledgeable, a member of the royal family, or a lord of a land, getting acquainted with a high-level mage, hundreds of extraordinary subordinates, fighting the invasion of the army on the border, researching powerful weapons, tsk, this is the protagonist of the drama and the play! I think you can develop with him! If you don't want it, I want to replace me!"

"Silly girl, you knights have seen too much, do you know what it means to marry the four princes of the royal family? That means that in the future election of kings, you will clearly indicate that your family is on the side of the four princes, assuming that the four princes lose the election of the king, after the new king takes the throne, he will definitely cut off the power among the other princes, and although your family will not be uprooted, it will definitely be greatly damaged, this is a law, and the selection of kings in the past dynasties is almost like this. Rowling helplessly pulled Angel's face and explained to her the stakes.

"How many times did the four kings win?" Anqi's face was pinched, and her words were a little slurred.

"That's easy!" Rowling said, "Then you will become a queen, one person under ten thousand people, enjoy the glory and wealth that you have never enjoyed, your family will quickly expand to become the largest family in the royal city, your father will become the deputy speaker of the noble council, your brother will likely become the prime minister and lead his own cabinet, all in all, there are still many benefits, you can refer to the Leclerc family a few years ago." ”

"Well, it hurts. Sister Rowling, how does your family plan for your future?" asked Angel, rubbing her red cheeks.

"My future?" Rowling smiled dumbly, "In order to be in control of my own destiny, I have been working hard to study magic seriously from the beginning, my future should be in my hands, my parents and family can't arrange my marriage, because I am me, not a bargaining chip for them to make political transactions, and even a fool like you dares to sneak out of the house, what do I dare not think against them?"

"I'm not stupid! I'm still a second-class warrior! Leaving the house and traveling around the world is what a warrior should do!" Angel pursed her lips and clenched her fists.

"Okay, okay, don't call you stupid, call you stupid in the future. Rowling smiled, her big eyes bent into a crescent moon, which was very beautiful.

"Look how I ......"

"Stop!"

Just as Angel was about to pounce again, the voice of the grand knight of the escort team suddenly came from outside the carriage.