"My lord, it's raining too much, let's take shelter from the rain in the village next to us before leaving." The coachman wiped the rain from his face and said loudly: "The weather is too bad, and the road conditions are very unfavourable. ”

Under the influence of the heavy rain, the speed of the carriage has slowed down dramatically, and it is not much faster than walking.

"No, I have to get to Venice today, and I can't delay for a moment. You do your best to hurry, and I will give you the highest honorarium. The voice came from the car, and Rambo sat in the car, protecting the bookcase with his body.

A day after leaving Vienna, Rambo was already near the village of Venice, less than twenty miles away.

The driver also wanted to persuade the persistent passenger, he looked at the rain clouds in front of him and frowned and said: "However, the rain in the Venice area tends to last for a long time, and if we go forward, we will always face heavy rain. ”

"Yes, I know that, and that's why I'm going to keep going, I don't have time to delay." Rambo shouted loudly as well, with an unquestionable tone in his tone.

The coachman sighed, and had no choice but to continue to raise his whip and shout: "Drive, drive!" ”

Under the knock of the coachman, the horse once again galloped vigorously. The four hooves stepped into the muddy puddle, stepping out a semi-circular mark, and the four-wheeled carriage rushed in against the torrential rain ahead.

Two hours later, the dark clouds that hung over Venice finally cleared. The raindrops also grew from large to small until they turned into rain threads and were blown away by the wind in the air.

A ray of sunlight fell on the white eaves, and the water splashed with sparkling sunlight. The rainwater collects in the canals on both sides of the street, and flows into the river in the middle with a soft sound.

Venice, the "city of water", has the most water and the most complete drainage system. Rainwater flows through the city of Venice like bluestones, washing the whole city clean, but there is no stagnant water.

The four-wheeled carriage finally stepped on the mud prints and entered the city, and the horses' bellies were also covered with mud and water, and the lower part of the carriage was covered in mud, and even the original color could not be seen.

"Thank you, sir, for what a brave coachman." Rambo stepped out of the car with his bookcase, thanked him for a gold Kild and said, "You deserve it." ”

"It is a pleasure to serve you, you are truly a persistent warrior, noble knight." The coachman bowed to Rambo and drove his carriage away. He also had to find a place to clean the carriage properly.

Rambo took two steps towards it and soon saw a "gondola" docked on the shore. This is a small boat seven or eight meters long, the whole boat is crescent-shaped, the sides are slightly narrow, and the movement is very flexible.

In Venice, this dinghy is the equivalent of a taxi in the city, able to take you anywhere in the city.

"Sir, please take me to the port of Venice." Rambo walked briskly over to the side of the gondola and said to the man sitting in the boat.

The man didn't say much, but waved his hand and motioned for him to get on board. Rambo walked to the boat, and the crescent-shaped boat slid forward with a light touch on the water like a nimble water snake.

Behind him, just as Rambo sat on the gondola, three figures appeared in the shadows on the street corner.

"Is that him? Are you sure he's rich? One spoke suddenly, and the whole person was hidden in the shadows, and there was a sinister taste in his voice.

"Yes, that's him. He came to Venice in such a hurry, he must have been a merchant who was about to go out by boat. Looking at the chest he's so carefully guarding, I'm guessing it's full of Kilder gold. Another voice sounded, and if Rambo was here at the moment, he would have recognized it with astonishment, that this was the coachman who had brought him to Venice.

At this moment, the coachman completely lost his previous kind appearance, the expression on his face was completely replaced by hideousness, and there was a trace of greed in the depths of his eyes that could not be concealed.

The man in the shadows took a step forward, and the sunlight slanted down his face, revealing a sharp triangular eye with a wolf-like ferocity hidden in its brown pupils.

"But didn't you say he was a knight? A knight is not easy to deal with, and they are poor. Triangle Eye was still skeptical of the coachman's words, and the most important thing they needed in their business was to be cautious.

The coachman pulled the corners of his mouth and said with a sneer: "Hmph, like you said, the knights are very poor, and one gold coin is eager to be broken and used as two." But this guy actually gave me a gold Kild coin for a ride. This shows that he is not poor, and I guess he must be a merchant dressed as a knight, and they are the kind of people who do it. ”

Hearing the coachman's reasoning, Triangle Eye finally stopped talking. They nodded at the coachman and headed to the rear.

The coachman turned around, looked in the direction Rambo was going, and said coldly: "Hmph, I can't blame me, if you want to blame, blame yourself for being too rich." ”

Rambo would never have thought that a moment of kindness would bring him a lot of trouble.

The gondola carried Rambo down the river and soon found himself in a calm inlet. The coast around the inlet is filled with large cargo holds, and there are some steamship company brands.

"This is the Venetian water port, and those are all steamship companies, which steamship company are you going to?" The old boatman gestured around and motioned for Rambo to make a choice.

Rambo thought for a moment and asked, "May I ask which company has the fastest boat to Messina, and I need to get to Messina as soon as possible." ”

The old boatman heard Rambo's words, and as soon as he held the pole, the dinghy quickly rowed to the left.

"In that case, then you should choose the Venice General Aviation Company. Their Long Whale is on its way to Malaga in the Mediterranean, stopping in Messina on the way, hoping to save you a seat. The old boatman casually introduced that he was obviously very knowledgeable about the situation in this harbor.

Rambo nodded happily, he was very lucky to have arrived so smoothly this way.

The gondola docked on the steps in front of the Venice Navigation Company, Rambo paid the fare, and went inside with his suitcase.

The Venice General Aviation Company was crowded with passengers, all carrying large bags and small bags, and were rushing towards the boarding gate of the Long Whale. Rambo said sorry as he pushed through the crowd and finally squeezed to the company's service desk.

"Hello Miss, is there any room on the Long Whale? I want a ticket to Messina. Rambo leaned back on the desk and asked anxiously.

"Yes, sir, and a third-class ticket."

"Okay, just give me that one."