Despite the night's buffering, Charles felt a little embarrassed to meet the sailors, as that had happened yesterday.

William and the others were fine, and greeted him warmly, but no one joked with him anymore. Jack seemed to be still holding a grudge, so he just snorted and didn't look at him anymore.

Charles also felt a little embarrassed, and hung behind them and left the "tavern".

William slowed down and walked to Charles's side, he looked at the road ahead and said without looking back, "Do you regret it?" ”

Charles shook his head, suddenly realizing that he couldn't see his movements, and opened his mouth to say, "No, if there were any more things like yesterday, I would still do that." ”

Charles thought he would leave angrily, but to his surprise, William nodded and said, "Yes, you must always remember that you are a nobleman. Maybe people gossip a lot behind their backs, but without exception, they all want to be noble. So, in order to maintain your dignity as a nobleman, all means are possible! ”

Charles didn't understand the meaning of what he said, and he didn't understand why he was telling himself, so he decided to share his confusion and confusion for days.

"Mr. William, can you tell me why you are helping me, I should have nothing to offer you."

He stopped and looked back at Charles with a blank face: "You will understand later, I just hope you learn more things now, this is the biggest help for me in the future." ”

Charles wanted to ask again, but he waved his hand and quickened his pace to distance himself from him, and Charles couldn't say the rest of his words.

Last night, it seemed that everyone was well rested, wandering in groups of three or five on the street, and Charles wanted to be as leisurely as them, but there was always a voice in his heart shouting: You don't belong to them, you should have your way.

He didn't know where he was going, and in this strange continent, a strange country, and a strange city, he was as helpless as a lost child.

William appeared again, and he quietly looked at the lively street market and said: "When I was very young, I would have admired the jugglers in the streets, who seemed to have nothing to worry about, and who were happy every day; When I was a little older, I admired the officers in the army, who wore shiny armor and looked very imposing; Later, I was very envious of the wandering merchants, who were rich and well-informed, and who were not happy to live every day. ”

He looked back at Charles and said, "And now, I have found that it is better to be a nobleman, all freedom, wealth, and appearance are nothing in the face of power!" ”

Charles muttered, "I'm a nobleman, but as you can see, nobles aren't as good as you think." ”

He interrupted Charles with a smile: "I don't mean anything else, I'm just talking casually." What you did yesterday seemed to you and me to be fine, but to the sailors you were making a complete fuss. What are you going to do next? ”

Charles scratched his head in annoyance, sighed, and said, "To be honest, I don't know, I guess time will dilute what happened yesterday." ”

"You don't have to worry about this, my business is not just at sea, although the business at sea is profitable, but there are only so many times a year, but there are a few caravans on land, I will arrange for you to meet in a few days, you will follow them to run the business first, and when I think it is almost the same, I will give you a whole caravan for you to manage, and you can get 30% of the profit at that time."

Charles suddenly had a feeling that maybe it would be a good choice to be a merchant under him, and when he had saved enough money, he would hire a whole army, and he would definitely have no problem taking back his hometown!

He looked at the man in front of him gratefully and said thank you sincerely.

William smiled and nodded, turned to leave, looking at his back, Charles suddenly thought of a plan, maybe it would be a good idea to meet the nobles here after a while, when he had money.

Time flies, and Charles wanders the streets and alleys during the day to learn about the customs and culture, and returns to the "tavern" at night to live happily with Jane.

Three days later, William appeared in front of him with several men, their names were Charles, he could only remember that none of them were Rhodok.

Not long after introducing them to each other, Charles was assigned to lead the caravan with one of them. The leader of the caravan was a man in his thirties, said to be from Suno, whose nose was red from his long drinking, and his black hair made him look like a Kujitte.

His demeanor was very different from his raunchy appearance, and in Charles's eyes he was an impeccable aristocratic lord in every move, if he didn't care about his appearance.

Anyway, they soon left Aaron, and the sailors showed a reluctant look when they said goodbye to Charles, and even Jack stiffly reached out and gave him a big hug. In fact, in this day and age, sometimes a goodbye may really never be seen again.

Charles looked at Aaron's city gradually disappearing into the horizon, his heart couldn't help but surge, the road ahead was long and unknown, and the prosperity behind him did not belong to him, so what kind of road was his road?

Unlike Charles' silence, the rest of the caravan was cheerful, singing mountain songs that Charles couldn't understand, and were passionate about everything around them. In such an environment, no loneliness or sorrow was allowed, so they took him up and poured him a small barrel of ale until he was as happy as they were.

So soon, Charles became acquainted with the twenty-four. They taught him how to use spears and crossbows better, how to pass safely through the swamps, and they also learned their strange songs. In their words, Charles is almost a Rhodoc.

But the leader of the caravan always seemed to be a little dissatisfied with this, and he always said to Charles when he turned his back: "Have you forgotten who you are, you are a nobleman, how can you follow the mountain people?" ”

Charles didn't understand what he was saying this for, what did he do with the rest of the caravan? Besides, didn't he mingle with the rest of the caravan himself?

However, Charles still followed his advice and tried to spend as little time as possible with other people, but in front of this group of hospitable mountain people, no matter how indifferent people were, they couldn't hold out for too long, let alone Charles?

As a result, the leader of the caravan came to talk to him almost every day. After just over a month, they were finally on the verge of Djerkhara in Rhodok.

The mountain people told the Charr that they could reach their destination by walking through the dense jungle!