“…… I felt something churning in my stomach and was about to overflow......"

The moment the carriage stopped, Cooper was almost like a sloth on the wooden box, his shaggy beard trembling slightly, and it looked like he might vomit at any moment.

"You know what motion sickness is like this time, right?" Draenor slapped Cooper on the back with a wicked smile, but the poor uncle still swallowed his saliva, and he didn't have time to pay attention to the other man's teasing.

"Fifty deli for spitting in the car." The driver knocked the soot to the ground, turned and walked to the side of the carriage and opened the side door.

Just as Jett got up and was about to get out of the car, the young man ran to the cargo hold, looked at the unfamiliar faces in front of him and opened his mouth wide, "Leif! Where did you pull these hillbillies from? We are a supplier! Not human traffickers! ”

This time, the old man finally couldn't bear it anymore, raised his shotgun and poked the young man in the abdomen. The young man's face suddenly crumpled, and he collapsed in agony and curled up on the floor piled with burlap bags. Before he could recover his strength, the old man took one of the gold coins that Draenor had handed him from his pocket and shoved it into the young man's mouth.

After being stunned for two seconds, the young man immediately spit out the gold coin in his hand, wiped it with his sleeve, and was so surprised that he almost jumped up.

"Deli! Or the Deli engraved with Anton the Great! How much is this thing worth!! ”

"Look at your unproductive look...... Take the money to the market and buy some snacks for your mother, and take home the rest of the money! I have to see you at home by four o'clock in the afternoon! ”

"But Daddy...... It's half past three now......"

"Tsk......"

The old man smacked his lips and raised the shotgun in his hand a little higher. The young man immediately stopped, clasped his hands on his head like a rodent, and ran around the old man's side and crawled out of the car.

"When will this waste be like a man......" The old coachman shook his head, and was about to lean over to pick up the burlap bag, when he finally reacted when he caught a glimpse of the figures.

"Ahh......h ”

The first thing he did after getting out of the car, Draenor first stretched out his arms. He had never felt it was such a luxury to be able to straighten up, and the carriage had been driving at high speed on the flyway, and the bumps along the way had made his feet numb.

Surrounded by a cacophony of people, he looked ahead, and the cedar and stone bricks stretched endlessly into the distance, and the civilians and armored knights who shuttled through the streets did not interfere with each other, and the occasional interaction was a friendly greeting.

There's nothing overdone about the woods and buildings, but they don't make them obtrusive. Smooth marble brick roads are the veins here, with the endless flow of people and horse-drawn carriages as the blood. The melodious melody of bagpipes is heard in your ears, and bards stand on the side of the street or in taverns singing the tales of the past. Prosperous, vigorous but with a harmonious tranquility, it is the city he imagined.

"Let's ...... Get out of the way! ...... Cooper hurriedly pushed away the crowd in front of him, covered his mouth with his broad palm, and rushed to the inconspicuous dead tree on the side of the road, vomiting bitterly.

Draenor shook his head with a wry smile, although the uncle was best at striking iron and forging swords, but he had to admit that he did have a good way of settling the scenery.

Looking around, as Jett said, there is no farmland in the area around Kerton, but there are no buildings that resemble walls, and the central square of the bazaar can be seen directly along the flyway that has been attached to the ground, and the dense buildings on both sides are also unobstructed, which does not quite fit the image of a military fortress.

"Do you have any feelings?" Vickily asked him by smashing her elbow against Draenor's waist.

"It's big, but it doesn't look very safe." He said what was in his heart with a blank face.

"You can rest assured that Kerdon is the most militarily powerful town in Nagseus, and it is hardly immune to any war...... Even if there is, by the time you hear the news, the Knights will already have things settled. Jett said confidently with his arms folded over his chest, as if he had already seen himself as a member of the Knights of Nagasios.

Delaeno was so confused by this exaggeration that he noticed a wooden sign standing at the corner of the market street not far from the carriage, and it was better to ask more people to read the latest news if he wanted to know the local situation as soon as possible.

It wasn't until he approached the sign that Draenor could see the paper attached to it, which was not a newspaper or a guide, but a dense collection of unsightly drawings and advertisements.

"'22 Lily of the Valley Road, good night...... 24 Lily of the Valley Road, cure all the annoying ailments and set you free...... 'What do these mean, Mr. Delaenau?' ”

He suddenly realized that Jeanna had been following him, and quickly reached out to cover her curious eyes. Even if she hadn't inadvertently pronounced those advertising words, just looking at the crude but graphic vignettes Draenor would probably have guessed that these were certainly not serious advertisements.

"Healing, disgusting, you won't like it."

Draenor quickly ripped those little notes off, not expecting the legendary City of Knights to make a first impression on himself in this way.

After tearing away the small notes, the picture posted at the very bottom of the sign revealed the full picture, which was a cowhide map, like the map given by Moran before, upside down from north to south, depicting every detail of the western part of the continent of Abel.

From this map alone, a cross-shaped complex of buildings covers almost the entire plateau of western Abel, with the city in the center being the widest, and a slightly smaller city cluster in each of the four corners of the south, east, west, and north, but all of them are marked in the Licus language, and Draenor does not know what is written.

"This is the 'cross kingdom' of Abel's west - Nagseus." Jett stepped forward and circled the map with his finger a few times to introduce the two of them.

"Which one? Largest or smallest? Draenor was puzzled.

Jett shook his head, looking a little naïve in his answer.

"All."

He couldn't help but take a step back, and he remembered that Snowway had always claimed that he had the most extensive and vast land in North Abel, but in fact only occupied one-sixth of the territory in the north. In comparison, even the smallest city on the map is one or two times larger than Perala, and Nagseus, nicknamed the "Canine Pie", has such a vast territory!

"Nagseus is that big?"

"You don't think it's just a city, do you? Don't look at Nagseus, which is only two or three hundred years old, it is a kingdom founded by the union of five city-states, the middle of which is the main city of Setnazi, and what you see in front of you is only a corner of the border city of Kerdon. ”

As he spoke, Jett carefully pulled out the precious oil painting from the cloth bag around his waist, unfolded it, and the side of the picture was facing the bustling city in front of him, and his left hand gently stroked the ring hanging on his chest.

"Sado, we're finally here...... The source of all dreams, the place where heroes and legends come together. ”