Appearing in Norman's field of vision for the three of them was a strange team.

This team has more than a dozen carriages, like caravans, but all of their carriages are multi-car, at least two starts, and there are not a few three-car carriages, and just from the carriages, it can be seen that these carriages are not cheap, not the kind of simple carriages that caravans pull goods, and many of the outer carriages are even carved with patterns on the walls, which are much more upscale than the caravan wagons under them.

No caravan would use such a carriage to pull goods, and the wear and tear of the carriage and the maintenance costs of such a trip would not be able to be recovered.

But if it weren't for caravans, how could so many people be traveling in the wilderness?

Norman sat in the doorway and looked at the other side, thinking.

At this time, Chen Qinghe provided a new message behind him: "There are several black-robed mages in this team. ”

With Norman's current strength, there is no problem in sensing black-robed mages, but that must be based on his purposeful sensing, and he can sense how many mages there are and what his strength is at any touch, which only Chen Qinghe can do for the time being.

And after hearing Chen Qinghe's words, Norman was shocked: How many black-robed mages?!

Based on his understanding of Chen Qinghe, he can describe it as "several", and the number of black-robed mages on the other side is probably no less than 5.

Where are so many mages running out of the middle of nowhere, and who are these strange teams?

Abel does not trust Chen Qinghe like Norman, although he has seen Chen Qinghe's ability to pull him out of the dark magic with his bare hands, but for Chen Qinghe, he is still suspicious of the fact that he can accurately identify how many mages there are on the other side from such a distance and so many carriages, and he is silent, just staring at the other side.

There are also some cavalry patrolling around this strange team, but unlike the guards of the previous caravan, the armor of these cavalry is much more neat, and the most important thing is that it is shiny, as if it has been specially wiped, like those ornamental armor specially collected in the collection room of the nobles' homes, and it looks very powerful on the body of these cavalrymen.

After seeing a shabby carriage stop in their path, the group stopped, and the horsemen on the left and right of the escort watched cautiously, and after a commotion, a knight stood out from the group, rode his horse to Norman's carriage, and whipped his horse.

"Phew~"

The knight's voice was very high and agitated, the breath was heavy, and the most sassy thing was that there were several transpositions, and there was a faint sense of singing in it.

But what's even more annoying is what he's wearing.

This knight wore a full suit of soft silver light armor, very light and close-fitting, there was no dust on the armor, it was shiny and shiny, reflecting the light of the sun, it was like a mirror, it was dizzy, but this was not the most eye-catching place, the brightest place was his head.

He wore a full-face helmet, the kind that didn't show his eyes, except for a few fence-like seams in the eye area to see. Like the armor on his body, his helmet was also polished and shiny and spotless, so that the sun, which was not very bright, seemed to be brilliant by two points, and at the very top of the helmet, a large fiery red bunch of unknown hair tied together, raised high, standing like a rooster's crown, fluttering in the wind.

That's the best part, this guy seems to be afraid that others won't know he's the leader of this team.

"Click"

The man pushed up the helmet armor in front of him, revealing a pair of eyes, pressed his left hand on the sword at his waist, looked in the direction of Norman and them, and shouted, "People in front, why are you blocking our way?"

This person spoke like the sound of the horse just now, passionate and melodious, and had a bit of a bel canto feeling.

Abel replied to Norman's instructions, "Hello Mr. Knight, we are unfortunate lost people, and we hope that you will allow us to go with you, and for this we are willing to pay you some satisfactory reward." ”

Norman and Chen Qinghe are outsiders, although Abel is a native of Holke, but he has been living near Ushuaia according to the family prophecy, this is the first time he has left Ushuaia, none of the three know the way, after running for a day to determine that he can't walk in the direction alone, he has to continue to look for help from others.

When the knight heard this, he didn't even ask how much the reward was, and said directly: "Okay, it's our responsibility to help those in need." ”

This greatly surprised Norman: a man of unknown origin said that he wanted to go with them, and as long as it was a normal person, he would have interrogated him, right?

Norman didn't know if it was because this sassy knight had little brains or that he was too confident in their team, and he wasn't afraid of someone doing anything at all, after all, according to Chen Qinghe, there were no less than five black-robed mages in their team, and for ordinary people, this was a very considerable force, and it was understandable to have confidence.

"Now get out of the way, and when the convoy passes, follow us, and I'll take you to the nearest city." ”

The Knight of Saobao said.

Abel hurriedly drove the car aside and made way for the team to pass - as the day wore on, his chariot skills were getting more and more proficient, and his posture was really a bit of a coachman.

When the procession had passed, Abel picked up the car and marched last.

When the two teams met, it was almost nightfall, and not long after the procession marched, it was completely evening.

As night began to rise, and the sun shook its head farther and farther away, it was about to disappear beyond the horizon, and the procession stopped, and after a short pause, turned left towards the suitable place for camping that the scouts had found, and finally stopped for rest at last.

Norman could see that the men were divided into three groups: the cavalrymen who were now on their horses and chatting and resting, but none of them sat on the ground, the men who accompanied them, who were doing the work of pitching tents, digging pits, making fires, and preparing the ingredients, and finally the few men who had come down from the carriages.

Those people were men and women, and they were all very well dressed, judging by Norman's current vision, judging from the style, fabric, etc., it could be seen at a glance that the clothes on these people were actually the common attire of the nobles of the United Kingdom of Augustus.

Since Chen Qinghe said that there were several black-robed mages among these people, he would not be surprised to see them wearing aristocratic costumes Norman, he was surprised that these men who were suspected of being nobles were all holding things that looked like musical instruments in their hands, and they were of different styles. Later, he saw the man come together and play like a bard of low social status.