Da Da Da ......

The sound of horses' hooves rhythmically moved from far to near, and gradually, it slowed until it came to a complete stop. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

She turned over and dismounted, stepped onto the soft grass, and led the dark horse to the small river, which was not wide.

By this time, the changes in her face had returned to its original state, and it was no longer the appearance of an old man like a bad old man. In fact, with her training and understanding of this existing body, she could not control her facial muscles to continue in an abnormal state for a long time. Less than two minutes after she rode away from the convoy, she had to undo her secret disguise.

When she came to the river, she gathered her hand in the somewhat loose robe of some unlucky old man, and her eyes looked at the reflection of the river.

You know, she hasn't seen this body until now, so she is naturally very curious!

However, what caught her eyes was a small face full of dirt marks, except for the blonde hair and blue eyes, which surprised her a little, the rest was really miserable.

Scold...... No wonder he was thrown into the iron cage by those slave traders at will, he looked so dirty, and he was not regarded as a homeless wandering beggar!

With a self-deprecating sigh in her heart, she stretched out her hands that were also a little dirty, picked up a touch of river water and splashed it on her face, and began to simply freshen up. At the very least, you have to wash the dust off your face, so as not to be treated as a cat or dog that can be picked up at will again.

Soon, after using the ornate robe as a towel without hesitation, she finally saw her face clearly.

I saw that the face of a cardamom girl was reflected on the river, with blond hair and blue eyes, thin eyebrows, and a clever nose and lips.

"Hello, beautiful young lady, is it my pleasure to dance with you?"

Playing with her heart, she stretched out her hand to the reflection and invited it as such, her demeanor polite, but there was a hint of playfulness in her tone.

Like the expression on her face, the corners of the beautiful girl's mouth on the river curved, her blue eyes narrowed, and a charming smile appeared, and she also stretched out her hand and smiled at her.

Belch...... I can't stand it!

Suddenly, her outstretched right hand stiffened, and the smile on her face stopped, and then, her right hand slapped the water, crushing the reflection and not returning to its appearance.

What a bastard!

Because, she is no longer the original him, and now, she is the chick who will be invited by someone......

Tilting her head to think about it, she pursed her lips again, touched her chin, and bared her teeth at the re-condensed reflection on the surface of the river, like an unscrupulous uncle trying to intimidate an innocent little girl. But what made her a little helpless was that the young girl on the river also barked at her little tiger teeth at herself, pretending to have a little face, and she looked very cute.

Cut!

At this, she was angry and depressed, got up and turned her head away, no longer glancing at the nasty guy on the river.

Even now, she still can't accept what happened.

How she wished that she could wake up and find that it was all a dream, that she was still her original self, that she was still the one who made everyone who heard her name tremble, and that she was not such a strange slave who was still in the legalization of another world!

Hmph! If she didn't appear in this world for no reason, but was arranged by some guy, even if it was a so-called god, she would kill it with her own hands, so that it would regret daring to provoke herself!

There was a glint in her blue eyes, and her fingers began to beat habitually, which was the familiar action she usually used to play with the knife in her hand.

However, the strange feeling of being empty in her hands now made her so depressed that she wanted to go crazy.

Yes!

With a shout, she turned over and got on her horse again, pulled the reins, kicked the horse in the belly, and galloped away in a random direction.

......

Although she didn't know how far the tracking technology had come in this other world, she had to be cautious, so soon, at a signposted fork in the road, she first galloped in one direction for some distance, but then she turned her horse's head and returned to the intersection where she had come, and rode away on the road that led to the other direction.

However, after a short distance on this road, she turned over and dismounted, and put her robe and some things from a bad old man on the horse's back, and slapped the horse with her palm, so that it carried these things and galloped away in the direction of the road alone, while she secretly returned to the original three-way junction, carefully handled the footprints she had left along the way, and finally went to another unknown spot indicated by the road sign, and arranged a small plan of suspicion.

The robe from some bad old man was worth a lot of money, far more valuable than the linen garment she was wearing, as she could tell from the soft touch between her fingers. And the dark horse, which has a horse that allows him to travel faster, is also a good thing that can be exchanged for money.

However, judging from some of the information she had gathered before, it was likely that this kind of thing that hid a unique mark that she did not know about was probably the so-called 'Violet' family crest or something, which was probably enough for those who knew how to recognize the origin of these things at once, which not only did not bring her a fortune, but was likely to cause her unnecessary trouble.

Therefore, it is better to be cautious than to risk hidden dangers and sell them for money in a different world where they are not familiar with their place and language.

Moreover, she also found some coin-shaped things that seemed to be precious metals or the like from the bad old man's body, and it was very likely that they were the currency in circulation in this other world, although there were not many of them, but at least they gave her a little room for detours.

Judging in her heart, she tried to speed her pace as fast as she could, lest she be bumped into by those people before she could leave.

The odds of this kind of thing are small, but it's not impossible, and it's better to be careful.

In order to eliminate the footprints she left behind, she even deliberately walked on the grass at the edge of the road, carefully following the path.

It was not for nothing that she chose this path, because it happened to flow in the same direction as the small river. Even if she is in another world now, the habits and conditions of human beings choosing to live are probably still common, and she guesses that taking this path will be much more likely to meet a human habitation such as a town than taking another road, which will help her a lot to get rid of possible pursuits.

For herself, hiding in a sea of people is far safer than any other way.

As she walked along the road, she could occasionally meet other passing travelers, and from her careful observations, and the occasional few words, she was even more firm in her previous assumptions.

She walked along the path, carefully concealing herself from the ordinary linen robe she wears on, and occasionally adjusting some of her peculiarities from the garbs of the other travelers who occasionally passed, trying to make herself look no different from the natives.

Finally, after walking for nearly two or three hours, when the sun was about to set, a city bathed in the setting sun in the distance came into her eyes.

It was a walled city by the river, with a majestic castle with a spire in the center, and some strange low-rise buildings around it, with sloping windows and pointed corners, but different from any style she had seen in the world before, full of exoticism, which made her feel a sense of lightness.

Like her fellow travelers, she quickened her pace a little after seeing the city. After all, for any traveler who has been out for a long day, it is most urgent to get back home as soon as possible or go into town to find a comfortable hotel to settle in for the night.

However, as she approached the gates of such a city, her steps paused slightly, and her eyes narrowed.

For she found that there was a long queue at the gate, and that there was a group of soldiers in armor and weapons who were checking and questioning everyone who wanted to enter the city, and occasionally unleashing some wagons or wrappings of goods in the shape of merchants, and looking at the goods inside, which made her feel terrified.

Could it be that the so-called 'Violet' family reacted so quickly and had already begun to hunt down their runaway slave?

Her blue eyes rolled, but her gaze was fixed on the faces of the examining soldiers.

No, perhaps, the situation is not as bad as you think. Whether it was these soldiers or the other travelers in the ranks, there was no nervous and anxious expression on their faces, but a little casual, which showed that this kind of inspection did not appear suddenly, but was a normal inspection procedure into the city, which was not uncommon.

In her heart, she reached out and fiddled with her outfit, which was no different from others, and without attracting anyone's attention, she wiped a shallow layer of mud and dust on her washed face, making a dusty but very common poor family, and then quietly waited for the inspection of the soldiers at the city gate.

As her team continued to advance, just as she approached the city gate less than twenty meters away, and was about to be in her turn, the situation suddenly changed.

"Stop, what's your car loaded on?"

She looked up and saw a soldier standing in front of a man wearing a strange top hat with his spear, stabbing the linen bag on a two-wheeled wooden cart with his unpointed spear, repeating his previous serious tone.

However, before the man with the tall hat could reply, the round linen bag that had been poked by the soldier suddenly moved on its own......