"Speaking of which, that's pretty much how our studio was built." The uncle turned his head to Ling Key and said, "It's really an interesting studio, young man, ...... you."

Fan Li still didn't give up persuasion, but Ling Jian always found it a little strange to use "interesting" to describe the witcher's studio.

He didn't have a chance to continue, though. The door to the room was pushed open again, and this time a young man in a combat uniform entered, one of the escorts of the Traveler Caravan.

"Lord has already ordered the departure, and it should be dawn when you arrive outside the city, so please follow along." The guard said politely. Judging by his age, he should have been trained as a cadet to the escort team, and the pride of being in a top studio made him inadvertently show disdain for everyone in the room.

Although this young guard thought that he had hidden his emotions well, almost all of the people present were old fritters, so how could he not see his thoughts? It's certainly unhappy in my heart, but no one shows it - young people, especially rookies from big studios, are basically this virtue. Let's see if you can be so proud when you actually encounter a battle!

Although these newcomers from big studios have undergone complete and rigorous training, and have fought against captured demons in the gladiatorial arena, it is another matter entirely to actually encounter and fight in the wild. In actual combat, these adventurers have seen many times when they made mistakes and even died due to panic!

The wilderness in this era is not a joke, rookie!

The adventurer also had the pride of the adventurer, and everyone got up silently and quickly to gather their equipment. In an instant, an unruly outlaw aura filled the room—no matter what the circumstances, if they stepped out of the city's protected area and into the wild, they would be ready to never return.

Sensing the sudden change in the atmosphere in the room, the young guard couldn't help but take a small step back. Then he left the place with a confused look.

"Gone, gone! It's finally time to go! Uncle Fan Li cheered with high emotions and carried his skin, "It's been a long time to come out this time, and I'm really homesick!" ”

Ling Jian hurriedly walked out, and couldn't help but yawn - usually this time of day is the stage when he is asleep.

But fortunately, except for the patrol personnel, everyone else can sit in the car during the journey, and there is enough time to catch up on sleep. So there's no need to worry about the sleepiness of this moment.

Previously, the city's streets were limited in space and could not be used to unfold the wilderness walking car, so they had to follow the convoy on their legs for a while.

It was the darkness before dawn, and the city that never sleeps seemed to have entered dormancy, which happened to be the emptiest time on the road. The slightly bloated convoy of the Traveler Caravan was able to make its way unhindered towards the Zeno-Ulu border.

The caravan methodically marched down the streets, and after the initial solemnity, the people relaxed again. Adventurers, in particular, began to talk about the world, and the atmosphere was more harmonious than when they rested in the room before.

Old Dekker was indeed an experienced leader, and by the time the team had reached the point where they could see the city gates, the first rays of dawn appeared on the distant horizon.

It's finally time to get out of town. Ling Jian sighed in his heart, this was the place where he had lived in this world for the longest time, and he thought that such a peaceful life would continue forever...... But I didn't expect to leave in such a way.

Although he was sighing, Ling Jian strangely found that he didn't have too much sadness or reluctance in his heart. There is even an impulse to leave here and go to other strange places. Maybe in the past ten years, I have never been able to make this place my "home", right?

Or, Ling Jian turned his head to look at the dawn, I would never find a place like home where I could sleep peacefully...... In this world!

"Wait, wait for me!" Suddenly there was a man's shout from the back of the line, followed by a rapid and powerful pace. It sounded like the man was running fast in the direction of the caravan.

When they looked back, they saw a blond-haired man running towards them waving his arms. Under the dim street lamp before dawn, the short bright blonde hair seemed to sparkle and was eye-catching.

"Aeolos, you're late again!" Quite a few of the adventurers recognized him.

"You guys left early!" The blonde man complained loudly, "It's not dawn yet." It's a shame I saw the caravan upstairs, otherwise I would have been left behind by you! ”

Hearing the man's words, someone immediately joked: "Which lady's boudoir did you live in last night?" Did you run out in such a hurry and not go back to make people unhappy? ”

"Humph! I promised I would come back. The man named Aiolos did not deny the speculation at all. His amorous nature has long been no secret in the circle of adventurers.

I got closer, and I was finally able to see the appearance of the comer. Even by the most demanding standards, he is definitely a handsome guy. The adventurers, who were also men, were not even jealous.

Aeolos had just climbed out of bed, and he had arrived in a hurry, looking disheveled and embarrassed, but he was in good spirits, and his eyes were bright, like stars shining in the night.

It's amazing that in the last dozen meters of his run to the team, he was busy sorting his clothes while running. When I came to everyone, I was completely renewed. The whole body is a neat and luxurious dress, or the most popular new style; Hair, which had been a little messy a few seconds ago, has become neat and soft, and it seems that a layer of hair wax has been applied to fix the hairstyle. Behind him is a low-key and luxurious navy blue cape. The leather boots worn on the feet are also famous brand products of Zeno Ulu. On the left side of his belt he wore an equally luxurious sword, which shone as brightly as his entire body. Regardless, the sword looked more like an ornament than a weapon for actual combat.

Without the slightest hint of the latecomer's shame, Aiolos smiled heartily, "Mr., it's not too late to join your caravan, right?" ”

Old Dekker pursed the corners of his lips, with his character, he actually hates this kind of guy the most. Personal life aside, but the lack of a sense of time is enough to dismiss him from the convoy if he were his own men.

However, correspondingly, this amorous man does have capricious capital. His fighting prowess was too much for the elder to ignore.

"Tsk, you're in luck," Old Dekker looked at him with a blank expression, "we're not out of town yet...... If you're a little late, you can just go back to sleep. ”

Aiolos laughed and said, "This is very good, thanks to the favor of the god of fate!" ”

After everyone arrived, the group continued to set off. Passing through the gates, the guards saw that it was a caravan of travelers, so they only took a cursory look at it and let it go. The focus of the centralized inspection is still on those adventurers who take a temporary hitchhiker, and they don't even look at the goods on the car.

It is worthy of being a studio ranked among the glorious twelve heavenly stars, and there are still some privileges or something.

This is one of the reasons why adventurers are willing to follow the Traveler Caravan out, and if they go out of the city alone, free adventurers who don't have a witcher's note will be subject to stricter security checks.

At the same time, in an ordinary hotel room in the city, the white-haired boy, the Holy Prophet, raised his head, his eyes away from the tarot card array on the table, and looked into nothingness.