Driving the carriage, John went against the flow of people. To be honest, this is not an easy thing to do, especially since John is often stopped by people who leave the city to ask for the price of goods because of the contents of the truck. So by the time John was able to advance, it was actually time to close the gates. At this time, many residents' houses have wafted all kinds of fragrances. Because those who can own a house in the imperial capital are rich themselves, they naturally will not treat themselves badly in terms of eating, so the food they make is relatively delicious. And these aromas mixed together, making Goliath in the hood feel even more hungry, and ran out of the hood and ran to the top of John's head and jumped: "Dad, hurry up, hurry up." ”

John looked at the little guy who had just put in the hood and ran out, and could only reply helplessly: "Okay, good, hurry up, hurry up." As there were no pedestrians left, John shook the reins in his hand, and the white horse of the wind and the carriage of flowers naturally understood, and took a step forward. Since these two god-like beings did not want to expose themselves to Yir, they did not fly directly to the manor, and still paced slowly on the road. However, the speed of the carriage was strange now, although the pace was still as unhurried as before, but the first step was still at the corner of the street, the next step was to the center of the street, and the next step was directly out of the street. If the people around them saw this, they would have fallen to their knees and prayed, but neither the housewives who were cooking in the houses on the side of the road, nor the people in the streets hurrying to their homes, had no expression of surprise - they could no longer see the carriage at this time.

The windy wagon was so unhurried that even the most crowded crowd could not stop him from moving forward, and whenever he came into contact with pedestrians, he would directly turn into something invisible and pass through the gaps in the crowd, and then change back to his original state after breaking away from the crowd. And these, sitting in the carriage and Golia, did not notice, and were still playing together - maybe they didn't care.

Soon, the carriage like the wind carried John to the door of the villa. Then, of course, John was stopped by the guards for the simple reason that small traders and vendors were not allowed to enter the villa area. Thinking about it, this is also the truth, this villa area is inhabited by rich and noble people, how can such a noble person hope that the place where he lives will be entered by small traders of unknown origin? And no one in this area will buy the things of small traders, and the small traders also know about themselves, and there will be no small traders who come here to be bored. Therefore, the vendors who came here specifically should have some other purpose!In a short moment, the two guards guarding the door came to a conclusion.

The guards stopped John's carriage and prevented him from entering, while also asking John to get out of the carriage and go to the reception room for some simple registration. John looked at them, and a trace of doubt appeared on his face: "Is there such a rule? Why did I never know?" As he spoke, he seemed to remember something, and took out his medal from the space: "No wonder, today's car has changed its appearance, and you don't know each other." ”

The guards are all human spirits, and John didn't have a little panic in his eyes when he heard the registration, which already made the guards a little alert, and when he saw the medal with the family emblem that John took out, he understood that he was messing with someone he shouldn't have messed with today. In an instant, the two of them immediately stood upright and saluted at the same time: "Hello, Monsieur Earl!" John nodded to them as well, and then said, "Can I go in now?" "Of course...... No, please come in, sir, I'm sorry to disturb you home! John waved his hand and drove straight into the carriage.

The two guards were still in a cold sweat until John left. I don't know how long it took for a cold wind to blow through the two of them, and it took them to wake up from the shock. One of the guards wiped the cold sweat with his hand and asked, "Did you see it clearly just now?" and the other guard nodded: "You can't be wrong, it's the family emblem of Count Vulcan." The first guard looked left and right, and when he saw that no one was coming, he leaned his back against the wall behind him: "I have heard that Count Vulcan is a strange man before, but I did not expect that this Count would actually come back by himself in a merchant's wagon, loaded with a lot of things." What about that gentleman's carriage? that magical carriage that exists even in the imperial capital, and I remember going out today?" "Don't inquire about the affairs of the nobles, if you still want to work here. The other guard didn't answer, but reprimanded him softly.

Unbeknownst to John, the two guards had been communicating after he had left, and had been stopped as he entered the inner area. This time John concocted according to the law and entered the inner zone.

Compared to the outer area, the interval between the estates in the inner area is significantly larger - after all, each estate has a separate hill, while the outer area is a townhouse. Although the cottage on each hill is bright in the night, and there are lanterns lit every few meters on the mountain road, it is still a little dim compared to the lights revealed in the rows of villas in the outer area. John was not in a hurry to move forward at this time, so the carriage shook its bell and walked slowly forward. After a while, John came to the outside of his villa, looked at the three carriages lined up at his gate, and felt a little strange: What's the matter?

Somewhat confused. Naturally, John, who lives here, knows that his neighbors in the neighborhood often hold cocktail parties and feast guests, so it is naturally a scene of busy traffic at that time. And he had never invited anyone else, and now there was a carriage waiting at the gate of his cottage, which made John a little strange.

While John was still curious, the wagon's rocking bell caught the attention of the three carriages. The driver of the carriage at the front watched John's wagon come to the door, stopped John, and asked a strange question: "Do you have anything to do with the owner here?"

John nodded. The coachman felt a little delighted: "Great, do you know when the master here will come back?" Of course I know, John looked at the man, nodded again, and then drove the carriage to the gate, and without any movement, the gate opened.

The door was opened, and the movement could not be hidden from the others. Two people came in the carriage at the head—the two marquises. They knew that the door would only open when the head of the house was in and out and when dignitaries were visiting, and that everyone else could only enter and exit through the side door or the small door leading to other places. What is the situation that they are still here, and have not seen the earl's emblematic carriage and horse, and now that the gate is open?

Seeing this, the two marquis had to feel strange, so they opened their mouths to stop John: "Please wait a minute. ”