Chapter 66. Mysterious identity

The carriage galloped quickly on the road, and the four horses marched together in a regular manner, and the locks around the shoulders of the horses made their strength easily combined, and it took little effort to move the wheels of the whole carriage quickly, charging forward like a gallop of the wind.

The two ice wolves galloped quickly in the grass in the distance, no less than the carriage, but they did not make any movement, just followed from a distance, even if Hawke did not pay more attention and the sense in his mind, he could not believe that there would be two ice wolves running fast in the grass in the distance.

The carriage moved forward quickly, and there were many cavalrymen with spears patrolling at a high frequency, protecting the smooth flow of the entire road and the safety of the surrounding land. Hawke turned his head to look back, and the shadow of Black Lake City had gradually disappeared below the horizon, and only a few towers could be vaguely visible on the tops of the towers.

"Come on, little Cade..."

Looking back, Hawke sighed slightly, looking at the scenery passing quickly outside the car window, and couldn't help but feel a sense of loss in his heart. may be because he is about to face his own life, after all, his father and younger brother, who have lived for more than ten years, are separated like this, and he is still in a bad mood. But thinking about the future, he gritted his teeth and mustered up courage.

If Hawke himself went to reclaim the town, some kind of powerful sublimation, then it may not be a good thing for little Cade, who went to the royal capital. There is a lot of room for development in the royal capital, and for Cade, who has longed for the big city since he was a child, Hawke thinks that is the life he likes. Having lived together for ten years, Hawke knows his brother's character well.

"But I'm going to work hard too!"

Hawke sighed heavily, and couldn't help but touch his chest, where a letter from Uncle Yax was placed. Thinking about Uncle Jax's somewhat mysterious words before, Hawke frowned slightly, looked around, and reached into his arms and pulled out the letter.

The envelope was not as new as Hawke had expected, but it was not damaged, only slightly worn and yellowed by the passage of time. Frowning slightly, Hawke stretched out his hand and gently felt the letter, and the doubts in his heart deepened a little, because in his perception, the age of this letter was more than ten years, or even more than twenty years possible.

"Wait, what the hell is this?"

The quality of the envelope was very good, and Hawke felt it in his hand, and he could easily feel the delicate feeling in it, if it weren't for the passage of time that made it a little rough, then while the letter was still there, Hawke was sure that the texture of the letter was the kind that was very valuable. At least in Hawke's experience, he had never seen such a good piece of paper without considering his previous life.

After all, this is almost the medieval world of the previous life, although it is not so feudal, but for some civilian tools are not so developed, at least the average civilian use, or the kind of paper made of special grass, not only is it still a little rough, but also the feeling of writing is not so good.

Even ordinary nobles and landlords used parchment scrolls for writing, at least for a long time. As for the letter in Hawke's hand, just by carefully observing it in his hand, he could feel the feeling that was no less than that of his previous life, and even better to some extent!

"Let me see..."

Hawke frowned slightly, the envelope seemed to be sealed by some kind of glue, he reached out and gently pinched the corner of the envelope, for this method of only tearing it apart, it was still quite simple. However, the tenacity from the envelope made him slightly stunned, and his hands continued to exert force, and with a crisp sound, the entire envelope was instantly torn open by him.

There was nothing else in it, just a folded envelope, which Hawke had known through his senses, and when he gently pulled it out with his fingers, a certain elegant and distant fragrance came out, which seemed to be the noblest perfume, light and light, but refreshing.

"Little sir, you'd better hurry up, or the letter will disappear in a while."

Outside the carriage, it seemed that Hawke had also heard Hawke tear open the envelope, and the groom tilted his head slightly, looking at the carriage behind him, and a slight smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, as if he was muttering, but it made Hawke hear clearly: "Don't worry, this is a secret from your family." ”

The coachman's voice was small but audible, and Hawke couldn't help frowning slightly, wondering why he now heard that his family seemed to be some kind of big secret. Slightly looking down at the multiple envelopes in his hand, the purple letter with gold patterns on it, gorgeous and noble, just this piece of paper is already quite valuable.

"One day, the eagle will eventually fly proudly in the sky."

Holding the letter inside in his hand, Hawke saw a line of text on it at a glance. The person who wrote must have been quite elegant, and the writing of that kind of writing even made him feel a certain charm, just looking at that line of words, it had already made his doubts a little deeper.

Looking up at the carriage in front of him slightly, he could feel that the coachman was sitting on the opposite side of the plank, shaking his head slightly, Hawke still opened the letter directly, and there were no more doubts, because his doubts now were in this letter. Of course, if only he could understand, this letter was the reason for solving his own doubts.

Hawke looked at it like this, and directly opened the folded letter, there was not much content on it, and on the two palm-sized letters, there were seven or eight lines of text that were tightly and briefly described, and when converted, there were not even many words, but the content on it made Hawke's eyes widen instantly.

"It's... This..."

With a slight trembling hand, Hawke instantly put down the letter in his hand, stared at the carriage in front of him with wide eyes, even he couldn't help but gasp deeply, swallowed and spit to forcibly suppress the shock in his heart, and stared in disbelief, as if he saw the legendary terrifying demon.

But even the demon didn't shock Hawke so much, or the confidence from the game, so that even if he faced the demon, there was no need to be so shocked, because in the letter in his hand, the information given to him had subverted him for eleven years in this world!

But before Hawke could react, the letter in his right hand instantly became a little hot, and he subconsciously let go, and the purple letter with gold veins fell instantly, but instead of falling to the ground, it slowly drifted upward.

The whole letter carried some kind of red light, and before Hawke could react, he instantly turned into a fireball and rushed out of the car window, and just outside the window, it accelerated into a fireball and flew into the sky and disappeared, as if it was some kind of strange life, which made Hawke slightly stunned, and he didn't react to all this.

"What the hell is going on?!"

With a kind of wry smile on the corner of his mouth, Hawke looked at the disappearing fireball, lowered his head slightly, the outer skin of the envelope was still in his hand, thinking about what he saw before, he couldn't help but show a wry smile: "This is really, too crazy..."

Eleven years before, Hawke had thought he was the son of an ordinary blacksmith, with a genius brother and an aunt who had married into the city. His mother died at a very young age, and his father had a few friends who were soldiers, but he definitely didn't have the imagination to come to this conclusion.

"Isn't there some cheating?!"

Swallowing softly, Hawke had an unacceptable look on his face. Thinking about the content of the previous letter, he shook his head vigorously, secretly pinched his palm, and a certain awkward feeling had been echoing in his heart, but he really couldn't say anything, just felt some kind of wry smile like fate in the play: "I turned out to be, the crown prince?!" ”

PS: This is the first chapter.,There's a second chapter at half past eleven.,It's work time now.,There's not much time to spare.,Go home at half past five.,Dinner at six o'clock.,Grinding until seven o'clock.,My code word is not strong.,Ahem,Let's take your time.,At least two more times a day, I'm sure I can do it... Ahem, it seems to be out of discipline... Alas, try to make up for it ... By the way, many people say that there is no main line, so I will get one of the main lines in advance