Chapter 615: Lord Blai

An Yang sat in the carriage, chanting a spell in a low voice, first casting a clear wind spell for the carriage, and then spending a lot of time and energy to cast the magic spell for the three horses pulling the carriage and the two escorted reserve knights, so that the speed could be faster. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The carriage began to gallop down the road, and the sound of bells, hooves, and horses ringing intermittently on the deserted road.

"Dada...... Ha! ā€œ

The two-day journey was over in just one day.

It was late when they arrived at the White-Eyed Earldom, and a dark and misty fog covered a town ahead, and since the knights and sheryl were heavily armed and the checks were strict, they were still delayed for some time after revealing their nobility.

By the time the carriage and the two reserve knights entered the city gates, it was already completely dark, and the road was empty.

"Let's find a place to stay."

"Yes, sir!"

The answer was given by two reserve knights who were in charge of escorting him.

"Hah!"

The carriage was soon running down the road.

The town is not prosperous and not big, but it is mainly due to the influence of this great era, as well as the war in the south, which makes it difficult to see the big cities of the ancient Eastern and Western countries in the real world in this already barren land, and the north is different.

Compared to the barony, it is still prosperous, with at least one town and so many inhabitants and shops.

The buildings on both sides are a bit similar to the Gothic style, the shape is more three-dimensional than the ancient Oriental buildings, and pay attention to the art of carving, even if many buildings are very old, even damaged, but still very imposing, more intuitive impact than the subtlety of the ancient East.

Occasionally, there was an iron basin on both sides of the road, and there was no oil or firewood in it, and it was burning with crackling flames.

This seems to indicate that the territory is not poor, but only a little small, at least in this era when all the lords in the southern part of the Federation are either greedy for pleasure or army, there are still leisure energy and money to dot the town at night.

It wasn't until Anyang saw a person tiptoeing on the side of the road, who seemed to be stealing oil from the brazier, that this idea was overturned.

Shellyl and the two reserve knights had good eyes, were guided by fire, and with the help of the faint glimmer of the sky, they did not fall into the river, and soon found an unclosed inn, which seemed to be intended for adventurers.

Shiryl soon returned: "It's a bit noisy here. ā€œ

An Yang waved his hand, signaling that it didn't matter.

So the four of them stayed at the hotel.

When passing by the tavern on the first floor, Shiryl, who was wearing a leather armor and had a very attractive figure, caused a whistling, but she didn't pay any attention to the meaning of these people, and followed An Yang to the second floor with an expressionless face, without even looking at everyone.

Such a cold and glamorous hot woman caused a group of men with excess energy to laugh and talk about it.

"Look at that full chest, that slender little waist, it must be very exciting to twist on the bed, and those long legs, clamped on my waist, it is estimated that it can kill me, haha, what a fairy-like woman, it is worth it to let me sleep and die!"

"Don't be delusional, I bet this woman and that little white face must have a leg!"

"Maybe it's this little white-faced slave girl!"

"Haha, be quiet, others hear you!"

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An Yang also walked upstairs lightly.

When I arrived in the room, I found that the conditions were better than the wooden houses common in Western magic movies, in addition to two small beds, there was a coat rack, a writing desk, and a stone jar, which was probably used for bathing.

Shiryl took off her cross sword and placed it on her desk: "For the sake of convenience, I'm going to share a room with you tonight." ā€œ

"I don't need your protection anymore."

Shiryl nodded, "But you still need my care, I will play the role of your retinue and maid, and there are only two rooms left in the inn, they lived in a room with only one bed, and now only this is left." ā€œ

After a pause, she added, "If you mind, I can also go to the door for a vigil, and you can call me at any time." ā€œ

Anyang waved his hand: "You can sleep here." ā€œ

"Yes!"

Shiryl went to the bed by the door and sat down, took out her baggage and began to count things one by one, put all the paper, quills, and ink that he might need on the desk, and took out a change of clothes and folded it on his bed.

The room fell silent.

The laughter on the first floor was already very faint, this stone building was better soundproof than a wooden house after all, but this little sound was easily amplified in a quiet atmosphere, laughter, ridicule and quarrels, which made An Yang frown.

Shiryl immediately noticed his expression, grabbed her cross sword and walked out the door: "I'll go warn them." ā€œ

In less than two minutes, she was back.

There was no more sound coming from below.

"How did you do that?"

"I just cut off a table, cut off the armor of two men, and the restless hands of a man."

"Will there be trouble on the Earl's side and the city guards?"

"No!"

An Yang nodded and ignored the matter.

He knew that the knights and nobles in this world had privileges, and the specific rules of each noble domain were different, but as long as the people who took the initiative to offend the knights and were taught a lesson, the nobles and city guards would not care.

"But what about Yo and Marat?"

"They're still looking for news from Boley."

"Hmm."

Dan Yo and Marat were the two reserve knights assigned to him by the baron, and their duty was to keep him safe, but they were actually to take care of some miscellaneous things for him. Belle, on the other hand, was the Marquis's mystery, whom he had seen once a few years ago.

An Yang didn't want to study the Qiankun borrowing method tonight, so he said to Shiryl: "Rest, get up early tomorrow." ā€œ

"Okay."

Shiryl got up and closed the window, took out a change of clothes of her own, and stacked it at the head of the bed, then sat on the edge of the bed and untied the leather armor, and removed the fine leather armor, revealing the bodysuit that outlined the seductive figure inside.

An Yang lowered his gaze lightly.

But then, Shiryl's voice sounded-

"Do you need a shower?"

Shiryl just untied the knight's boots, a pair of long legs wrapped in tight black knight pants, and the knee-high boots looked more and more seductive, straight and round, faintly meaning a real-world queen temptation.

"No need."

An Yang happened to see this scene when he turned around.

Shellyl's slender waist bent downward, and the very large twin peaks on her chest hung down naturally, and the fullness of these two masses was even more amazing because they were free from the restraints of leather armor. Probably because of the Caucasian race and her tall stature, Shirylle and Lydia have an extraordinarily snow-white elegant neck, light brown hair pouring down from the other side, and a delicate and cold side face.

The allure of a beautiful knight is very strong!

Shiryl quickly took off her leather armor and boots and put them aside, gathered her hair, and sat down on the bed in a pair of tights for the inner lining of her armor, and by the way, put the cross sword in the most convenient place before blowing out the lamp on her side.

"Feel free to call me if you need to."

"Hmm."

Anyang also began to undress.

Shiryl hesitated for a moment before lowering her head and saying, "If you have other needs, I can also serve you, just like an ordinary personal maid does for her lord, and ...... It's like Lunan and Misha did for you. ā€œ

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"No need."

Anyang calmly walked to the bed and closed the quilt.

The two remaining candles were extinguished.

When I woke up again, it was early the next morning, and it was dawning.

Shiryl, who was wearing light armor, made a move and immediately apologized to him: "I'm sorry, I made a noise to you." ā€œ

An Yang waved his hand and got up as well.

The two reserve knights also walked out of the room almost at the same time.

Had breakfast and left the hostel.

Dan You, who was also dressed in stainless steel light armor, rode a horse and followed the carriage, and said respectfully: "After our inquiry, the Lord Bolai you mentioned is probably in the south of the White Eye Town, and it is said that he is not very good-tempered, and he has the Lord Earl as a backer. ā€œ

"Well, let's go."

"Yes, Master Ain."

Earl Kafei White-Eyed is also very famous, of course, the fame is mainly due to the fact that his ancestors fought for the Federation in the north and south, and finally left such a very rich territory, which he has not heard of much, and Anyang naturally has no scruples.

During the day there were civilians in the streets, as well as other carriages or people on horseback, and the pace of walking was greatly slowed.

About half an hour later, the carriage stopped.

"Here we are."

Dan Yu said next to him.

At the same time, Shiryl lifted the curtains.

After getting off the bus in Anyang, I only saw one building, there was a garden in front of the door, the style was old, and it was empty all around, at least a few hundred meters to the left and right to see other houses, so it seemed that this single building was a little gloomy.

"Are you sure it's here?"

But You explained beside him: "Because of Lord Bolai's withdrawn personality and some bad rumors, many people did not dare to live next to Lord Bolai, and after a long time, for some reason, Lord Earl ordered the demolition of these buildings. ā€œ

An Yang nodded and stepped forward: "Let's go." ā€œ

In fact, a lot of the information given by the marquis is not accurate, on the one hand, many years have passed, on the other hand, he didn't know that Anyang was going to ask these questions before he came to the barony, and this information was all memorized in his mind, and it was inevitable that he couldn't remember it so accurately.

Fortunately, Bolai is very famous and not difficult to find!

An Yang walked straight through the garden, he walked slowly, concentrating on feeling along the way, but he didn't find anything like the magic circle of the Divine World or the magic trap of Azeroth, and he didn't even sense any special energy fluctuations.

"It really just seems like it's just a little trick."

An Yang was a little disappointed for a while.

Shiryl, who was walking in front, knocked on the door, and after a few seconds, an old, gloomy voice came from inside.

"Who is it?"

Shiryl said, "Is it Lord Bray, please?" ā€œ

"Tell me who you are!"

The voice in the door was still gloomy.

Shiryl glanced back at An Yang and said, "We are guests brought from Corfinori, and I heard from Marquis Aaron Pol that there is a noble Mystic here, who has come to visit and offer the friendship of the Corfinori family. ā€œ

The voice in the door was a little impatient: "Where did the little nobleman come from, it's you all day long, you are not annoyed, and you dare to mention the name of the Marquis of Boer!" I don't know Kofinori, and I don't want to gain your friendship, so go back! ā€œ

Shiryl's face sank and she turned back again.

An Yang waved her hand to signal her to get out of the way, took a few steps forward, and only heard a click, and the gate opened. (To be continued.) )