A month later, the northern border of the kingdom of Ainomosen. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A dull thunder rolled across the sky.

The pouring rain made the air thicken.

A caravan from the Albizi family stopped in the woods, the wagons covered with tarpaulins, and a dozen people, including the guards, sheltered in a shelter and warmed themselves around a campfire.

But the damp and heavy air made the fire look a little lifeless, as if any gust of wind could extinguish it.

One of the guards took a sip of fruit wine and complained, "Damn the rainy season, if it goes on like this, not to mention the goods, even I'm going to get moldy!"

"Don't complain all day, I've heard the same thing in your mouth no less than three times. ”

Another guard touched his wet pants sitting on the rock, and was not in a good mood.

The leader of the caravan was a middle-aged man with a mustache, and when he heard the conversation between the two guards, he said helplessly, "Let's bear with it first, wait for the rain to stop, and pass through the Stag Fortress, where there will be a place for supplies." ”

The journey was tired, and it rained twice for three days, so no one would be in the mood to chat at such a time, and they all sat in silence.

Suddenly, the neighing of horses not far away attracted their attention.

I saw a man wearing a black cloak and stop not far away, jumped off his horse, and walked towards them.

The guards looked at each other, drew their weapons and stood up from the ground.

The person in charge of the caravan frowned slightly when he looked at the comer, a wandering mercenary? Or a passing traveler?

Seeing the black-robed man who had almost reached the rain shelter, the captain of the guard held his sword and shouted, "Stop!

But in the pouring rain, his voice was almost drowned out.

Fortunately, looking at the caravan, since entering the territory of the Enomosen Kingdom, it has rained almost every other day, and Mien has wiped the water droplets on his eyes, and it is not very comfortable to be in a wet environment every day.

Hearing the voice of the guard, Meen signaled that he was not carrying a weapon, and said loudly, "I'm a traveler passing through here!

Even so, the chief of the guard did not let go, and pointed his sword at Meen, "Get out of here!

Throwing a gold coin at him seems to be more useful than talking useless nonsense and communicating with strangers.

It's just that the guard didn't touch the gold coins that fell in the muddy water, and he didn't let go at all, "We don't need your money, if you don't want to get into trouble, I advise you to leave quickly!"

As the captain of the guard spoke, the other guards were staring at Mien, and even pounced on Mien as soon as he had a little extra movement!

In this kind of border area, there are many bandits and robbers.

Agreeing to a stranger's request seemed dangerous to the chief of the guard.

Seeing that the guard did not let go, when Mien was just about to add money, the head of the caravan, who had always been silent, stood up at this time and beckoned to Mien, "Come in, stranger." ”

But when the chief of the guard saw the middle-aged man nodding in agreement, his face instantly sank, "Master Matt, you can't let him in! If he's a spying of the robbers..."

Matt glanced at the chief of the guard and said nonchalantly, "Have you ever seen a robber's spies carry gold with them?"

He walked over, bent down and picked up the gold coin from the muddy water, wiped it with his clothes, whether it was clean or not, bit it with it, and stuffed it into his bosom.

And when the chief of the guard saw the caravan leader so greedy for money, he suddenly felt more angry in his heart!

I've been doing this for nearly ten years, what kind of robber haven't I seen?

A gold coin?

He's seen all the robbers dressed as exiled nobles!

I cursed in my heart, this idiot who came to the north for the first time to do business!

When he sees the power of the horse bandits here, I hope he won't be scared to pee his pants!

Unlike the southern countries, the robbers were mostly desperate peasants and rabble.

And at the junction of the Enomosen Kingdom and the Beran Kingdom, those well-trained, soldier-born horse bandits are all hard stubble!

Most of the reasons for the current situation are the credit of the royal family.

A few years ago, the Northern Dynasty was born!

Those who opposed it were all exiled to the Red Ridge Plains north of Enomosen!

However, in the eyes of the chief of the guard, this is most likely a means used by the royal family of Berland to disgust the Enomosen Kingdom!

A group of empty warriors without a proper occupation, horse bandits are their only option.

Damn Matt, if something happens, I'm afraid none of my people will be able to escape!

But it's not up to him here, and no matter how unwilling he is, he can only let Mien in.

Staring at Meen, the palm of the sword grinding against the leather hilt of the longsword made a slight grinding sound because of the force.

"I warn you, if you make any unnecessary moves or leave a mark, I will not show mercy. ”

Matt had encountered such a thing a few years ago, when the leader of the caravan at that time took in a wounded wandering mercenary in order to covet the reward of two silver coins, but unfortunately the real identity of the wandering mercenary was a spy of a gang of robbers.

It was also his luck back then, and he didn't die with a sword in his back.

I felt a scar on my back that hurt faintly.

After being bitten by a snake for ten years, he was afraid of the well rope, and that experience is still fresh in his memory to this day.

Seeing that Mien's eyes were cold, he plunged his long sword directly into the ground under his feet, clasped his hands on his chest, and simply sat on the stone and stared at Mien.

At the same time, he whispered to his men, "Keep an eye on this man, Colin, Barnard, you two go around and report back to me." ”

Tethering his horse to a tree, he saw the two guards who passed by him, sitting next to the fire, and along the way, Meen had heard a lot of rumors about this place, and guessed what he was afraid of, so he took off his hood and said with a smile, "You don't have to look at me like this, and you don't have to worry that I'm a horse bandit." ”

Feeling the heat of the fire, he breathed a sigh of relief, and after a few days of traveling in the rain, Mien even felt that his riding boots were moldy!

The caravan leader looked at Mien at this time and asked expressionlessly, "Are you going to the north too?"

Mien nodded, his eyes fell on the family coat of arms on the middle-aged man, his eyes narrowed slightly, "You are a caravan going to the north to do business, I heard that there are many magical creatures there." ”

He didn't answer this kind of question involving trade secrets, but took down the kettle from the fire and poured a cup of hot water for Mine, and the middle-aged man smiled at Meen and said nothing.

The chief of the guard said in an unkind tone at this time, looking at Mien, "Dare to come to such a place alone, hehe, should I admire your courage and ignorance, or should I doubt your identity." (To be continued.) )