"Da, da, da" A team of carriages walked neatly on the road.

"Where is Monch Villa?" In the carriage, Locke held a one-meter-wide parchment scroll map, and searched for a long time, but did not find it.

"It should be in the north-west of a province called Liverpool. Angelina thought for a moment and said.

Locke then searched for the province of Lip on the map, and finally found a province of Liverpool about the size of his thumb in the northwest region of the Omore Empire.

"What about Monchi Hills?" Locke's eyes widened and he couldn't find a word about Monch Hills.

"This is the national map of the Empire, it would be nice to find the big cities in the province, Monchi Hill needs to wait for us to get to Lip and buy a map of the local area. Angelina looked at Locke with a smile and a smile, not thinking that he had asked such a retarded question.

It's been three days since they left Princeton, and they're here to complete the Academy's trial mission.

The carriage of the convoy was provided by a member of the team at the rank of a low-ranking squire, and the horse should have some kind of rare bloodline, not only fast, but also steady, with few bumps along the way.

Because it is a trial task of the academy, the students are clearly limited, and they are not allowed to rely on the external force of the family, and only this kind of carriage used to rush can be regarded as a marginal ball.

The trip was only to deal with one or two low-level magic apprentice-level ghosts, so under Angelina's repeated orders, the soldiers of the Dark Guard and the Praetorian Guard did not follow to protect them, but stayed in Princeton to watch their home.

Not only Angelina, but also the other members of the team, who are not the hearts of the family.

The Imperial Royal Academy, the chosen mission trial site, will send people to inspect and observe from time to time, on the one hand, to protect the students from unnecessary casualties, and on the other hand, to monitor whether they have borrowed the power of the family.

Once discovered, it is certain that he will be ordered to withdraw from school. Even if the son and lady of the marquis's family were discovered, the same was true.

The power of the Imperial Royal Academy is greater than people can imagine.

It was July, and it was the hottest period of the O'Moore Empire, and the towns he passed along the way not only shocked Locke, but also gave him a place to escape the heat.

The O'Moore Empire was vast, and it took more than half a month to travel from Princeton to Lip Province.

This is still without baggage, in full speed and hurrying.

There are eleven provinces on the way, and Locke has already considered whether to bring some special products to the women in the family on the way back.

"Hey, Bob, can you give me a horse when you get back to your horses?" Locke got out of the carriage and hooked his shoulders at a brown, white-skinned youth.

Bob is his name, his full name is Bob Charles, in order to appear close, Locke directly calls him Bob, he is one of the two remaining knights in the squad, the strength of a low-level squire.

"Okay, no problem, I'll send you two when I get back." Bob said generously, worthy of being the son of a baron, speaking is atmospheric, as far as Locke knows, although Bob's father is not a high title, but it is rare that he is an officer in Princeton's oily city defense army.

Two rare horses, really not worth mentioning to Bob.

Locke doesn't look at the face of the horse, this is called the Quarter Horse, which is a cross between the O'Moore purebred, the horse and the Northern Ice Plain horse, which looks neither as O'Moore purebred, horse heroic, nor as beautiful as the Ice Plain horse, and is in a strange situation where it can't go up or down, and always looks slightly strange.

Very few people were willing to ride the horse, and most of them were bought to pull the cart.

Locke took a fancy to the speed and endurance of this kind of horse, and it was good to have two horses to ride one, even to practice riding.

Monchi Hill was in the south-east of Lip province, and when their convoy approached, soldiers from the city of Contel in Lip province were already waiting there.

"Dear Miss, Viscount Meron has invited all the people from the Imperial Royal Academy to move to Contel City for a short rest. A knight who claimed to be the captain of the Cantel City Guard said to Joaquin in the convoy.

"Viscount Meilong?" Joaquin pondered for a moment, then replied, "There is still time to spare, so it will be troublesome." ”

The convoy, escorted by a whole city guard, headed for the city of Contel, not far from the Monchi Villa.

"What is this Viscount of Meron going to do?" Locke wondered.

"Probably for the sake of stuttering. Angelina has seen a lot of these things, the students from the Imperial Royal Academy, their weight, Locke may not feel it, but Angelina knows that these local little nobles are trying their best to get over.

Whether it is the future achievements of these knights and magicians, or the families and elders standing behind them, in the eyes of the shrewd nobles, this is a potential investment.

The Royal Academy of Princeton gave them a two-month time limit to complete the mission, and they had less than a month to deal with the ghosts of Monchi Hills, except for half the time it took to complete the journey.

When they took on the task, Joaquin's uncle had made it clear that there were only two ghosts at most, and for the overall strength of their team, if they were lucky, they could get it done in one day.

Ghosts are more difficult to deal with than other creatures because they are difficult to catch, and they are immune to physical damage.

But these two points are not worth mentioning in front of a lineup with five magicians and three knights.

Locke, who had already felt a lot of local customs of the Omoor Empire along the way, was still shocked by the characteristics of Contel City.

It turned out to be a city made entirely of gray rough stones, from the city walls to the roads in the city to the houses of the citizens.

Locke, who is even less knowledgeable, also knows that because of its high mass density and difficult transportation, gray rough stone is generally only used in the construction of castles or fortresses.

In addition, the high price of the gray rough stone also made Locke unable to imagine where these ordinary civilians got the money to make it.

Probably sensing Locke's surprise, the captain of the city guard who accompanied him explained that because of its proximity to the Dzungar Gobi, the gray rough stone that seemed expensive to these provincials was not as precious as wood to us locals.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and Locke said he knew.

After escorting the people in the convoy to the City Lord's Mansion, the captain of the city guard led the soldiers to leave.

"Hahaha, welcome, welcome from the Imperial Royal Academy to our city of Contel!" A loud laugh came from the city lord's mansion, and a bloated fat man walked out with the support of the maid.

The dinner was settled at a banquet held by the Viscount of Meilong, who invited all the nobles of the city, the lord and the baron, adding up to more than ten people, and the dinner was very lively.

"I heard that a few of you are here for the ghosts of Monchi Villa?" Viscount Merlon, holding a red wine glass in his fat hand, smiled at Joaquin and the others.

"I can give you some help, some 'insignificant' help. Viscount Merlong said with a smile, and from his cryptic words, it was clear that these help were within the scope of the Imperial Royal Academy.

"Yes, then thank you, Viscount Meilong. Joaquin raised his eyebrows, raised his glass, and gave Viscount Meilong a glass.

"Well said, well said. Viscount Meilong laughed.

It was indeed for the sake of currying favor that he sent someone to intercept the students of the Imperial Royal Academy on their way.

The city of Contel is poor, it does not produce ore, it is not suitable for cultivation and grazing, and there are no other resources, and the only thing that can be used is the gray rough stone that is also rotten in the province of Lippur.

This kind of ore is not only produced in their city, but also in other cities, and the export is not at all their turn in Kantel City, and Viscount Meilong's move is to see if he can open a gap in foreign trade.

Don't look at him so fat, in fact, in Cantel City, he is a viscount, a small nobleman who has been a lord and a knight, and they are all very different.

After drinking this glass of red wine, he shirked the requests of other minor nobles to toast, and returned to the house in the city lord's mansion arranged for them by Viscount Meilong with her team members.

The task is not completed yet, so she will not make any promises, everything will wait until the trial task is successfully completed.