The edges of the road on both sides were covered with wild flowers covered with snow, and the unique beauty of vivid colors mixed with snow white was obviously more beautiful than that of the "arrogant" old man in the carriage.

The carriage leaving the city bumped towards a small town called Siken not far from the royal city of Porso. There was a target for Charles' interview.

It was him, not the two, because the Mr. Oak sitting across from Charles didn't look like he was on a mission at all.

At this moment, his shoulders were swaying with the carriage, and he was falling into a deep sleep with his crumpled top hat fastened to his face.

Not to mention, the loud snoring sound was blocked like this, but it seemed much fainter and dull.

After glancing at the other, Charles sighed, then looked at the scenery outside the window again.

Originating from some habits in his hometown, he is still rich in the traditional virtue of respecting the old and loving the young. However, he found that despite his efforts, some people really couldn't respect it......

The faint shouts of the coachman were tinged with a thick southern accent of the Kingdom of Turin, and from time to time you could see black horse-drawn carriages of the same shape, or ox carts or other means of carrying people passing by. Each team is in a hurry, and there are basically no fewer than five people.

This is mainly due to the fact that the security outside the city is not as good as it is inside the city. Even from time to time, you can encounter roadside robbers, beasts or something, and there are more people who reflect each other.

Of course, Charles didn't need to be reflected by others, and the old man opposite, who seemed to be at risk of not waking up at any time, was actually not as fragile as he looked.

【Angus. Oak, a veteran witcher of the Church of Thorns, he is between 70-80 years old]

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[He is the inheritor of the god of oaks]

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[He doesn't care about your existence]

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"So I'm taking this old man with me." The young man looking out the window muttered secretly, "enjoying" the rush time accompanied by the sound of snoring.

However, it didn't take long for a sudden sentence from the other side to interrupt his "interest".

"You can have a walking stick, it's more graceful."

He turned his head to look and found that the old man was grasping his hat at the moment and sorting out the crumpled brim of his hat, and said slowly: "If I remember correctly, the girls of the Arcavia Kingdom like the gentleman with a delicate cane, and you can choose the Jinshan wood material, engraved with a beautiful ancient Arso pattern, which is very beautiful."

Striped wood can also be used, but young people like you probably can't distinguish the real from the fake, and there are a lot of fakes in striped wood now.

Of course, if you have the money to buy a Star Spirit Wood, that's even better. As long as you stop outside in the evening, no matter which girl sees you, she will invite you to dinner. That's right, the girls of Acavia are so welcoming. ”

The Acadia Empire on the Acadia continent is one of the old powers of the continent, with a strong army and a very open people. Of course, Charles was tempted to say that he had little interest in whether the girl was open or not, but it seemed that this might cause some kind of misunderstanding, so he pretended not to hear.

It's not that he's rude, it's that the person on the other side can't communicate normally at all. He never answers any question you ask him, and if you talk to him, he talks about himself and doesn't care about what others say.

Although the contact has not been for long, Charles has already understood the essence of this person, such as now.

"I haven't been to Turin for more than a decade. Ever since I arrived last night, I couldn't help but think of Bobby. In my early years, when I was not a member of the church, I served in the army with him, drank and ate meat, and went to Acavia girls to fall in love, and we had a good relationship.

Of course, it is unlikely that young people like you today will understand what the friendship was at that time, and it can be said that it is very deep. It's a pity that he was not in Porso and ran to the colony in style......

It is said that poor Bobby was ambushed by the black fat man of Takayama Country and was seriously injured, and it is not known whether it is true or not...... I mean, can you just open the window a little bit? I'm a little out of breath. Why don't young people nowadays have any cleverness......"

It's strange to say so much that you don't panting. Charles smiled, and didn't really ask him why he didn't do it himself. Stretching out his hand and pushing it, the glass window near the old man was opened.

However, it was not calm outside, and the sudden wind brought up a fluttering dandelion into the mouth of Mr. Oak, who was chattering. He immediately stopped talking and spat out the fluff twice.

"Damn dandelions, I hate dandelions!"

He complained loudly, and there was no movement, but the small window that had just been opened creaked and closed automatically. This left Charles speechless.

However, Mr. Oak didn't care about his look, and after the hat in his hand was tidied up, he put it on his head in a regular manner, and then put on his crutches and said, "Speaking of Bobby, I suddenly remembered that you royal family called ...... The prince who was called the one who was cursed by his brother and swapped with a golden retriever. You may not know it at the time, but when he arrived in Chauvin, he made a big joke. I heard that the servants didn't take good care of him, and he broke free of his restraints, and then ran naked into the street and bit people, although there was not much noise, but many girls were going to sue him for sexual harassment, you know, the girls in Shawenguo have always been very conservative, I have seen ......"

The old man's Poppy is actually one of the few military real power factions in Dulin, and he is also the main person in charge of Dulin in the colonial mainland, God knows how he thought of the "golden retriever" from a great general.

So Charles didn't pay attention to him, and let the self-absorbed person nag about some gossip or old stories.

Maybe it was boring, but after talking for a while, the old gentleman smacked his mouth, grabbed the top hat on his head again and buckled it on his face, tilted his shoulders, and fell asleep again.

The snoring sound came out of it in a few seconds, and the speed was very fast.

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Along the way, they spent their time snoring from each other.

Their destination, Siken, was only half a day's journey from the royal city of Porso, and there were no robbers or accidents in the process, and the carriage arrived smoothly in the town on the edge of a small stream.

Then Charles sensed something unusual about it.

In his normal understanding, the atmosphere in this remote and beautiful town should be peaceful and peaceful, but when he entered by horse-drawn carriage, the townspeople he saw were full of anger and helplessness.

"Why should my son give the king a quarter of his hard work? The king has never been of any help to him, and why didn't he take care of him when he was attacked by that damn thief in his early years?! ”

"Listen to me, Nancy, it's better for you to ask your son to come back and raise cows with you, there is not even a place to live in Porso, and the salary is not much, and you will always be deducted."

"yes, I heard that there seems to be a war over there......"

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As the carriage passed, three women dressed in plain linen were standing in front of the roadside bakery complaining, and although they were muffled by the presence of the strange carriage, Charles could still hear more clearly thanks to his superior physical fitness.

"She has such a loud voice, she must have been a good girl when she was young." Old Grandpa Oak, who had woken up at some point, muttered, picked up his hat again and began to fiddle with the brim.

"It's rare to see such a loud voice in Shawen, and the appearance of a small voice is so boring. If I met this kind of girl in my early years, I would definitely fall in love with her at first sight. ”

Charles was immune to the inexplicable words, and he didn't bother to deal with the unorthodox old man, and looked past the three complaining women to the bakery on the edge of the street.

He saw an acquaintance, or a familiar name, in the store.

A man dressed as a middle-aged bakery owner in an apron, who had secretly visited the Fat Earl many times, looked different from what he had seen before, but his name and basic information were not deceiving.

"Sneaky and mixed up with the fat earl again......"

"The underground party has come here to sell bread?"

Charles was suspicious of this, but he didn't pay much attention to it. After all, in his opinion, this place is just a temporary mission place, and he should finish the interview early and go back early, but he doesn't have the heart to pay attention to what this group of sneaky guys want to do.