In these days, it is not necessarily the prince who rides the white horse, but also the coachman.

Jeff is a coachman. He looked tall and thin, wearing a gray burlap coat, and his identity was obvious.

Coaching is not a high-end profession, but Jeff is not ashamed of it, but is proud, even more than most people.

Indeed, he has reason to be proud, not everyone can marry...... joins a wealthy family, anyway, whether you marry or join, at least you enter a wealthy family, and you use your body to eat with your body......

As a wealthy driver, you can't just be able to drive a car. At critical times, you must also be able to fight and carry, be able to output capable meat, and be proficient in reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance!

Right now, for example, there is an abnormal smell in the air......

After receiving a definite reply, Jeff left alone, extremely fast, and it only took a little time for him to arrive at the scene of the battle.

Looking at the battlefield like the end of the world, his face became grim, and the seriousness of the matter was far beyond his imagination.

The remaining ice and fire elements in the air were too strong, even if he was just a warrior, he could even feel the active ice and fire elements in the air, and he could basically judge that there had been a forbidden spell level contest here, and only a forbidden spell mage could cause such a degree of damage.

After carefully surveying the scene, just as he was about to go back to his life, his eyes suddenly froze.

Huge craters appeared in his field of vision, as if they had been smashed by meteorites, and the gravel was everywhere. He hesitated for a moment, then followed the trail and chased after him.

Soon after the battle, there was nowhere to hide many traces, and he quickly chased after him to the outskirts of the castle.

Do you want to go in?

Jeff was once again hesitant as he watched the castle from afar, and after hesitating for a while, he didn't make up his mind. Until he saw a small figure come out of the castle.

......

Ari wasn't a heartless man, at least not now.

After being brought back, he stayed in Fantesi's room, watching Fantessi bandage and treat the whole process. Whether or not it was the consequences of Fantesi's own misunderstanding, it was because of him that he became like this.

Looking at Fantesi lying on the bed, Ari had extremely mixed feelings, and he felt that if he didn't do something, he would always feel a little uneasy in his heart.

"Fantesi, why don't you change your name?" Ari thought of countless ways to compensate, and finally decided to give Fantesi some spiritual encouragement,

Let's give him a proper name in the future, Ari thought to himself. After all, getting a name with a bad taste is, to a certain extent, disrespectful.

Fantesi had just woken up from a coma, and he almost fainted again in horror when he heard this.

The name is a very special honor for the shadow guard, and in the history of the family, perhaps Fantesi is the most special one...... No shadow guard has ever been given a name before the master was three years old!

And now, that name will be taken back.

Fantesi looked at the little master in front of him with complicated eyes, and he knew more about Eri's intelligence than Gully and Peya. He had long stopped treating Ari as a child. In his heart, there has always been a sense of pride. Now......

He struggled to sit up.

"The host ......"

"Call me young master, it's always a bit weird to call my master......" Ari scratched his head.

"Sure enough......" Vantessi felt a hint of bitterness in his heart.

"Wait, are you thinking about something more?" Ari looked at Fantessie with a more complicated expression and a suspicious look.

Fantesi's face was full of sorrow: "The shadow guard has been loyal for generations, and the master has taken back the name, and I dare not have an opinion, but I beg the master to let me continue to stay by your side......"

"Although I don't know what you said, but you really want to be crooked again," a black line appeared on Eri's forehead, Qiong Yaofeng's bitter drama will come, are you still my family's Fantesi, it can't be that your brain has been broken, if you do this again, the character will collapse!

After Ari's repeated explanations, Fantesi finally believed him.

"Hmph!" Accompanied by everyone, the two Magisters who had just been facing each other for life and death walked in together. It was Gathus who snorted coldly,

"This is a recovery potion, it will help the dark wounds on his body, and it will be ...... in about half a month" Before he finished speaking, he interrupted Ari.

"Wait!" Eri looked at him suspiciously, "You won't poison you!"

Gully: "......"

Peya: "......"

Others: "......"

"Do you want to do whatever you want!" Garthus choked, then threw the potion directly to him, leaving a sentence and walking out.

"It's really not poisonous?" said Ari loudly through the door

Everyone in the room faintly saw the figure outside the door staggering, and suddenly felt that the temperature of the room suddenly dropped by a few degrees.

At this time, Ai Rui didn't know that he would have another direct leader in the future, and he was steadily going farther and farther on the road to death......

Gully didn't stay long either, just let Fantesi recover from his injuries and went out.

"It's a weak heart at first glance!Fantesi, we don't want his poison, even if we lie down for three more months, don't be afraid, it's a work injury!" After everyone went out, Ari said angrily.

Fantesi didn't speak either, just looked at him silently.

"Here you go, here you go, poison you!" Ari shook his head and savagely poured the potion into Fantesi, not a single drop was wasted, although he was not very skilled.

Seeing Fantesi fall asleep, Ari's eyes rolled and he sneaked out while no one was paying attention to him for the time being......

......

At the entrance of the village, the young man hesitated for a while, and with a gentle smile, stopped the old Charlie who was leaving: "Excuse me...... Are you from this village?"

He was not very good at asking people for advice, so the tone of the question was rather stiff and unnatural.

Old Charlie glanced at him, looked up and down, and suddenly saw the pansy emblem on the young man's sword, and his expression, which had not been concerned, suddenly became frightened.

"Do you recognize me?" the young man looked at old Charlie suspiciously, and then followed his gaze to see his own saber, and then suddenly realized.

"Honor... Respectful... Knight... What do you command, sir? Old Charlie bent down in fear.

"You're from this village?"

"This village is called Bran Village, and I am the head of the village. Old Charlie hurriedly replied.

Hello village chief, the young man's eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to ask, "Is there a blacksmith shop in the village?" ”

"Yes...... There's a blacksmith's shop," said old Charlie, who hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Has he offended you in any way?" Algert was a good man, and was known for his skill in blacksmithing. If he has offended you......"

"Don't worry, I'm not here to trouble him," the young man realized that he had lost his temper, recovered from his agitation, and said, "I'm looking for him something, a good thing." ”

"You take me there...... Forget it," the young man thought for a moment, and for some reason suddenly changed his mind, and said to old Charlie, "I would like to ask you to help us find a place so that we can rest." ”