After about fifteen minutes of travel, a small number of houses gradually appeared on the otherwise sparsely populated road.

Occasionally, one or two ordinary people dressed in sackcloth or hunters with rudimentary bows and hunting clips were encountered, and these passers-by showed a slight look of wariness and fear at the convoy of armoured and leather armor.

Obviously, people here are not very easy to talk to.

Ignoring their expressions, the convoy soon moved into the confines of the town.

Keep the wagons and horses safe in a wooded area outside the town.

Most of them got off their horses to take a break and fed some black beans to the horses that had been running for a day.

Freya and Eric also got out of the carriage, and although they were seated in the carriage, they were a little tired.

After a little movement, Freya looked out at the town not far away.

From a distance, the size of the town is not large, and it is more vivid to call it a larger village than a small town, with brown and yellow wooden houses neatly lined up on both sides of the street, and because of the rain, the ground looks wet and trampled into mud by the occasional passerby.

Some people dressed in ordinary linen clothes loomed around the town.

The baron casually handed the bag containing the black beans to the guards on the side, and then shouted to the people behind

"Come with me, bring a carriage to the town to change some supplies, rest for an hour and we'll go!"

Several people heard the baron's voice respond.

Soon, a carriage was vacated, and Darmsteen and another cronie drove to the baron.

After jumping directly into the carriage, the baron turned to Freya, who was not far away, and admonished.

"Let's go to the town to replace the supplies, you are here to guard the convoy, if there is anything abnormal, let Nick send a signal, it's really troublesome, don't worry about us and go directly."

"Yes, Father!" Freya nodded, in understanding.

As one of the two knight-level powerhouses in this team, even if it is safe now, there is no need to go to the town with the baron, there is a lot of property in the team, so there must be someone who can live in the town to guard here.

Looking at his sensible daughter, the baron nodded slightly, and let Damstin drive the carriage in the direction of the town.

It wasn't until the carriage entered the town that Freya turned around, took out the map on her body, looked at the next route, and calculated the approximate time to reach the dragon's port.

This world is much bigger than the Earth once was, and according to the Baron, it will take at least three months to get from Grimm Castle to Dragonport.

In addition to traveling on land by horse-drawn carriage, there was also a small country called Sarco sandwiched between the kingdoms of Byron and Rudin, and if you wanted to reach Kuài, you would need to ferry at the port of Sarco before reaching the port of the dragon.

It is said that the small country of Sarko has some connections with the Sea Clan, and some people also rumor that Sarko is a land vassal of a certain force of the Sea Clan. And it also has a deep relationship with the dragon port, and it is really difficult to distinguish the authenticity of these interspersed authenticity.

"However, you will be able to leave the country in about four days, so it will be safer." Freya sighed slightly.

The map in her hand is very vague except for the details in Byron, and some extremely distant places are directly marked with dotted lines to represent the unknown.

Humanity's exploration of the world is still in a state of darkness, and some other areas have not been seen except in known places.

And as far as Freya knew, no matter how different the surface of a planet was, it was made up of plate continents, but according to the books she had seen, humans had not even set foot in the vast ocean to discover the information of another continent, except for the vast expanse of the periphery.

This means that there are many, many things to discover and understand.

"I wonder what's in those places?" Freya, bored, had some curious reverie.

The baron has been gone for a while, and the rest of the people are squeezing time to rest, the pressure of fleeing makes these warriors feel a sense of urgency, for those ordinary people who don't know about the invasion yet, maybe they are still working hard at this time, thinking about how to live a better life in the future.

Putting away the map in his hand, Eric in the distance was talking to Howard, who had already gotten up slightly, with his eyebrows fluttering.

Freya, who was in good spirits, walked over to the carriage and took out some maintenance oil to wipe her cross sword.

In this rainy day, if you don't take good care of your weapon, it will rust quickly.

As a knight-level powerhouse, he attaches great importance to his own weapons, and some ** guys will even regard weapons as their lifelong companions.

Although Freya's weapon is just a regular crosssword, it also needs to be maintained.

Freya carefully wiped the crosssword with a white cloth, a slight breeze blowing on her cheeks.

Suddenly, her face changed slightly, and she raised her head, and her knight-level strong five senses made her feel a regular sound of hitting on the ground.

"It's like a big group of horses running..."

After a moment, she straightened up suddenly, and immediately shouted, "Get up, the horse team is coming this way!" ”

Nick and Howard, who were standing in the distance, were the first to react, followed by the other guards who hadn't rested for a few minutes.

"What horse team? Sister? Eric asked, a little confused.

"It's like the army... Nick! Freya condensed.

Instructed by Freya, Nick quickly ran to the nearby tree, and his nimble movements quickly allowed him to climb to the top.

"Miss! Look at the flag as if it were a soldier of the Byron Empire! What are we going to do! Nick, who was standing in the tree, yelled below.

"Signal! Sue sù father knows! Freya reacted quickly. Others, hide their weapons and the contents of their wagons! ”

Nick, who heard Freya's order, took out a tube from his waist and pulled it hard, and a very faint starlight slowly rose one by one.

"Can you see the number of Imperial soldiers other than being sure of them?" She frowned slightly and said to Nick, who was quickly coming down from the tree.

"It seems like it's just a squad, about thirty people, by the way, they're all wearing leather armor." Nick analyzed.

"Leather armor?" Freya bowed her head thoughtfully.

All of them followed Freya's instructions and made a disguise, pretending to be an ordinary caravan.

In the distance, a small group of horses approached quickly, they were extremely fast, the two in front of them were holding the flag of the Byronic Empire, but they were wearing the leather armor that Nick was talking about, not the standard armor of normal Imperial soldiers.

'Perhaps the vanguard of the Imperial soldiers... Waiting for the like. Looking at the team of horses from near and far, Freya guessed.

When Freya and her party saw each other, the Imperial soldiers also saw them.

"Who are you!!" A soldier who looked like a squad leader at the front grabbed the fast-running war horse and asked loudly.