The wheels of history rolled forward, rolling over an inconspicuous pebble.

The pebble was hard enough that the high-speed wheels rolled over and lifted it high. When the wheels hit the ground again, it deviated from the previous trajectory.

"So many people?"

Levin couldn't help but ask. At this time, the horses of the five stopped on the side of the trade road, and beside them, there were long lines of carriages. And leaning against them, in the nearest carriage, a brown-haired girl with double ponytails was jumping out.

She has a similar hair color to Gross, Scott, and Oliver, and judging from the color of her eyebrows, eyes, and pupils, it can be basically determined that this girl also has the blood of mountain people-

Most of the mountain people in the Elantt kingdom came from the Wanjing Congshan region, and they believed in ancient nature teachings, and it was once said that the mountain people were the children of Tildona, the goddess of the earth.

After the girl jumped out of the carriage, a pair of blue-gray animal skin boots landed firmly on the ground, her face and nose with a few playful brown freckles, and a pair of wide-open eyes with black paint, staring intently at the few of them.

Miss Mage Radia also paid attention to the mountain maiden.

"Do we have something on our faces?"

Oliver was a little confused, and he looked at his companion beside him.

"Nope."

Scott glanced at it, touched his cheek again, and there was nothing but a little rough feel of the beard.

"Hello, I'm Vera, a businesswoman from Anjou."

The girl stared at them for a long time, and seemed to realize that this was not a very polite thing to do, and she stuck out her tongue and greeted with a grin.

"Hello, Miss Vera."

Gross returned the salute to the businesswoman, who was slightly taller than Miss Lady Lady, and her skin was a relatively healthy shade of wheat, and she wore a simple linen dress with her brown hair tied up with a sterling silver headdress.

The horse twisted its head.

"Be careful—"

The bandit leader couldn't help but shout hurriedly. He knew some of the habits of a war horse, and if he approached from a position that he couldn't catch from behind, he could easily be kicked by his pouting hooves.

Fortunately, the businesswoman, who called herself "Vera", was still three meters away from him before she stood still.

"The gate seems to be blocked."

Oliver rode on his horse and glanced ahead, the carriage in front of him had not moved for a long time, and behind them, the latter had made the long dragon even more winding and long.

There are a lot of people around me who are muttering and complaining.

"I heard that a princess is coming to Karthus."

The mountain maiden's temper was obviously very good, and she looked around her, still maintaining an extremely gentle and kind smile.

A businessman with a very good professionalism.

Gross gave his own evaluation in his heart - the principle of making money with kindness is still common in this world, and he can't help but feel a little good when he sees the businesswoman's familiar style and extremely friendly demeanor.

What's more, they are all mountain people.

"So, from this morning, all those who enter Karthas will have to go through an interrogation."

The businesswoman continued, as if she had a habit of selling off her children, secretly watching the reactions of her listeners with every word she spoke.

But when she said this, Gross was stunned.

He knew who the princess was.

The "White Rose" of the royal family, Her Royal Highness Samantha, the third princess. If there is no deviation in the history of the game in the previous life, then, counting the time, she should have arrived in Karthas, the capital of Nogo, in the past two days.

This is one of the main plot lines of the first act of the story.

He thought about the monster robbery that had happened in the Silverleaf Forest not long ago, and the expression on his face suddenly became a little strange - but thankfully, he was wearing a visor at the time.

Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name.

He secretly thanked himself for his good way of doing things as a player.

That princess, maybe they won't have a chance to meet.

Gross only thought about it for a moment, and his heart was quickly relieved. The purpose of his trip was only the church of the Holy Grace in Karsas, and he had no interest in other places.

"Princess, is that the one we met the other day?"

It's a pity that Gross has such a big mouth as Oliver, and he exclaimed when he heard the mountain girl talking about Her Royal Highness.

"Have you ever met the princess?"

At this moment, it aroused the curiosity of the mountain girl.

"I heard the princess say that the princess seems to be called Samantha, right?"

Oliver replied casually, and when he had finished speaking, he turned to look at Gross, the leader of the bandits.

Gross glanced at him, but didn't speak.

Is this kind of thing really going to be said?

While a few people stopped to talk in the trade road, the procession in front of the city gate gradually began to flow slowly—

From the mouths of the merchants and travelers in front of them came the news that just half an hour earlier, the inspecting guards had found some kind of goods in a wagon carrying goods, and had seized and seized an entire caravan.

More detailed details have not been revealed, though.

A lot of people can't help but speculate. In the year of the New Moon, there were only a few commodities controlled by the royal family and the nobility, and under normal circumstances, merchants did not trade such goods openly.

Only after some big businessmen with deep backgrounds have formed a tacit understanding or reached a relationship of interest with some key figures, the transportation and trading of such goods has the slightest possibility.

There were no big merchants among the merchants crowded on the trade routes, so the sale of controlled goods was undoubtedly a very risky act.

According to some provisions of the Elantite Code, or by decree of most local lords, such daring merchants were subject to confiscation of all their personal property and a sentence of indefinite hard labor.

Numbness, sympathy, silence, sorrow for the death of rabbits and foxes, schadenfreude, all kinds of different thoughts breed in the crowd.

The businesswoman Vera jumped back into the carriage, and she lifted the curtain of the carriage and quickly slipped inside.

"Mr. Gross, let's go too."

Miss Mage whispered from the side. Just a few people talked about the topic of princesses, and she didn't pay much attention to it in her little head.

During these days' travels, she had proved that Gross, the leader of the bandits, was indeed a truly knowledgeable scholar, and that she was more interested in the study of spells and kio than in the princess's visit to Northdinogo.

According to their understanding of the Ta Farons Alchemy Encyclopedia, she heard a very interesting remark from Gross's mouth;

Alchemy, whether it is classical alchemy during the Dynasty of Thorns or the improved alchemy that is popular today, is still the application and embodiment of the law, and the reason why the same repeated experiments often produce different results is because the experimenters often ignore some important influencing factors.

Gross even wrote down a series of neat and fluid formulas on manuscript paper.