The not-so-large procession bid farewell to Baron Stout's manor and continued on the road to Targoviste.

The whole team, about 350 people, except for 300 cavalry, the rest were all miscellaneous servants.

These handymen drove the horses and pulled all kinds of supplies, and walked at the back of the procession.

There were tents, blankets, food, and all kinds of pots and pots, and many worthless gifts from the little lords on the road were also stacked on the cart at random.

In the middle of the convoy, there were two richly decorated carriages, which were the cars of Liu Huaqiang and Buraye.

An experienced Serbian coachman controls the speed of the carriage to avoid bad road conditions that can cause bumps to the adults in the car.

The carriage at the back, full of supplies, was also not fast, and the speed of the convoy was not much faster than normal walking.

In the era of underdeveloped transportation, this was the norm, unless it was a rapid march, otherwise it was this rhythm.

Sitting in a four-wheeled carriage decorated with purple curtains, Liu Huaqiang observed the outside environment through the window.

Opposite him, a beautiful Greek maid was half-kneeling, gently kneading his calves.

The beautiful Greek maid is Braye's reward for Liu Huaqiang, which is also thanks to Liu Huaqiang's superb acting skills.

For a great nobleman who obeys the orders of the Empire, appropriate rewards are a must.

This is enough to see that Liu Huaqiang has initially won the trust of Buraille, and he can do more.

The carriage made of walnut wood is very spacious, as long as Liu Huaqiang wants to, in the carriage, he can do anything with the Greek maid.

The delicate appearance and graceful figure of the Greek maid are indeed seducing people to sin all the time.

However, Liu Huaqiang had no other ideas.

He's not a scumbag-like Megumi Yanagishita, and he's not a who is not interested in women, and the reason why he doesn't touch the Greek maid is very simple, the smell is too big.

In the relatively closed carriage, filled with the smell of stinky feet, Liu Huaqiang lay on the side of the window, not to see the scenery, nor to observe the terrain, but to breathe a few breaths of fresh air.

After a long day of suffering, the convoy finally stopped, and the cook among the servants began to light a bonfire to make lunch.

Liu Huaqiang got out of the car, took a big breath of fresh air, and then slipped to the side of Braye's carriage.

Through the car window, you can see Buraye sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, as if he has entered a meditative state.

When he came to the Buraye carriage, Liu Huaqiang actually smelled a fresh fragrance and wafted out of the window of the Buraye carriage.

This is the taste of rosemary, to which lemon and rose petals should also be added.

In an era of not taking a bath, various deodorization methods will naturally make people come up with them one after another.

In the East, people use incense, and in the West, people use spice bags and perfumes.

"Your Excellency, the Special Envoy."

Hearing Liu Huaqiang's voice, Buraye slowly opened his eyes.

"Tsepes, what's the matter?" Braye asked with a smile.

"Your Excellency, your sachets, can you give me a few, the smell in my carriage is terrible."

Liu Huaqiang came to Bureye, not to ask for a sachet at first, but because of the smell of fragrance, he could only change his plan temporarily.

"Of course, the spice bags I use are all configured according to the recipe in the Sultan's palace, and the deodorization effect is very good."

As he spoke, Buraye took two egg-sized linen bags from the corner of the carriage and threw them to Liu Huaqiang.

Taking the sachet, Liu Huaqiang did not leave, but continued: "Your Excellency, I have another request, I hope you can agree. ”

"Oh? If you have anything else, just say it. ”

"I want a short sword to practice at my leisure, I don't know if I can get your permission."

Hearing that Liu Huaqiang wanted a weapon, Buraye still maintained a kind smile on his face, but his eyes turned and turned, constantly looking at Liu Huaqiang's expression.

"Tsepesh, can you tell me why you want a weapon?"

This time, Buraye did not immediately agree to Liu Huaqiang's request, but asked the reason.

Practice swordsmanship, strengthen your physique, wait for the right moment, and cut your dog's head.

Liu Huaqiang answered quickly and briefly in his heart, and then he changed his expression to heart palpitations and started his own performance.

"Baron Stout's words made me feel very disturbed, and I feared that I would be killed in my sleep, just like my father and brother.

I knew it wouldn't work, but I still wanted a weapon to protect myself.

You know, those Hungarians have a lot of means, and I really need a short sword to increase my sense of security. ”

Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills, a reasonable reason, coupled with wonderful performances, will solve many problems.

Liu Huaqiang not only did not make Burale suspicious, but because he showed hostility towards the Hungarians, Braye's trust was further enhanced.

Without further hesitation, Bulray said very happily: "Go to my chief guard and ask for a short sword, and if necessary, let him give you some guidance."

If he has any opinions, he will say that I said them, and let him come to me if he has opinions. ”

"Thank you, Envoy, I'll go find him."

When the goal was achieved, Liu Huaqiang quietly walked away from the carriage and found the captain of the guard in Buraye's mouth.

The captain of the guard is called Litam, and he is not very tall, but his eyes are full of fierce gaze all the time.

Under Litam's gaze, Liu Huaqiang had a feeling of being seen through, and couldn't help but shudder.

With such a ruthless person, Liu Huaqiang suddenly worried about whether his riot plan could succeed.

He wondered if he was going to get rid of Bula to see if he could get rid of Litam.

After a little thought, Liu Huaqiang gave up this idea, no matter how ruthless Litam is, he is just a martial artist, and if one person can't beat him, then ten or twenty, and he will definitely be able to kill people in the end.

There is no need at all, at the risk of losing Buraye's trust, to go too much extraneous branches.

Litam looked at Liu Huaqiang for a few seconds with a cold gaze, and then drew a short sword on the horseback on the side.

"Put away your weapons, don't play tricks."

threw the short sword over and warned Liu Huaqiang, Litam didn't say anything about the guidance, and walked away directly.

The dagger was in an old holster, which looked to be some years old, and the reckless skin wrapped around the hilt of the sword was covered with a thin layer of grease.

Drawing the sword out of its sheath, the blade made of Damascus steel reflects a brilliant brilliance through the harsh sunlight.

Liu Huaqiang can't use a sword, but the original owner of this body, Tsepesh, can.

Throwing away the holster, relying on the memory and muscle memory of the original owner, Liu Huaqiang brandished the short sword in his hand.

A sense of pleasure, a sense of senselessness, the stimulating Liu Huaqiang was extremely excited.

He suddenly felt that he seemed more suitable to be a warrior with a sword than to be a graduate student in the history department with a pen.

At this time, his whole person is like a sharp sword out of the sheath, and he can soon drink the blood of the enemy.

Of course, it's also essential to refuel with a delicious Turkish kebab before drinking the blood of your enemies.

The accompanying chef had already finished the barbecue, and the air was filled with a strong aroma of meat.