Julian curled up in the cold, clinging to the stove in the car, rubbing his hands and complaining, "Damn the weather. ”

On the first day of Julian's departure from Azuchi, the vast sky was filled with clouds, the late winter sun was warm, and occasionally a few young shoots could be seen emerging from the melted soil, everything was so comfortable and comfortable.

But there were unforeseen circumstances, and at the beginning of the next day, the sky suddenly began to fall with goose feathers, and the fields that had already melted were covered with layers of heavy snow, making it difficult to walk an inch, and the wheels of the carriage left clear ruts in the snow, and the cold wind shouted, mixed with the flying snow in the sky.

Because the weather was too cold, Rosalind couldn't help but move to Julian's body, hoping to warm up, and Julian rested on Charlotte's lap, curled up like a cat to rest.

Julian smiled wryly, he was supposed to ride in the same carriage with the Mogg brothers, but Charlotte insisted on being with Julian, so it became such an embarrassing situation, Julian, Rosalinde, Charlotte three in a carriage, and the Mogg brothers in a carriage, but it is also reasonable, because compared to the Mogg brothers, Julian is closer to these two women.

Knock knock, there was a knock on the door.

"Lord Earl, someone in front of you has passed out in the snow. Fortona said. Fortona was arranged by Sebas to become Julian's groom.

Speaking of Fortona, I have to talk about Cecilia, Cecilia as Christine's maid was supposed to stay in Karazan, but Cecilia secretly ran into the carriage with the help of Fortona, and when Julian found out about it, it was already the third day of departure, and it was cold and snowy outside Julian couldn't bear to abandon Cecilia, so he left her behind, of course, Cecilia's beautiful appearance played a big role at this time, if it was her, I'm afraid Julian would be displeased, beautiful things are always lovely。

Julian walked forward with Fortona's support, and not far away in the snow, there was a fainted traveler, who had passed out for an unknown amount of time, and his body was covered with thick snowflakes, almost burying him in the snow.

Riding the snow, Julian walked up to the traveler who had fallen on the snow, leaning over to see a middle-aged man with a plain appearance and rough features, wearing a shabby sheepskin jacket and rough calloused hands.

"Serfs who should have escaped. Fortona said.

"No, it's a fighter. Barr said, for the warrior would not let go of his sword until he died, and Barr pushed aside the snowdrift slightly, and the traveler clutched a rudimentary, austere sword in his hand.

"Then take him with you. ”

Julian gave the order, and Barr picked up the poor man who had fallen in the snow.

Night fell, but because of the blizzard, so the itinerary planned in advance was disrupted, and the convoy could only sleep outside this wilderness tonight, but fortunately, the scout cavalry found a natural cave, and after investigation, it seemed that there were no wild beasts to collect it as a lair, so after a little cleaning, Julian and others temporarily planned to spend the night in this cave.

The burning campfire boiled the broth on the iron pot, and listening to the sound of the broth boiling, Julian came to be bored and in a daze, whether to add wood to the flames.

Perhaps because of the smell of food, the fainted traveler woke up.

He moved his frozen body, opened his eyes, and saw the burning flames, and Julian standing beside them.

When Julian saw that the traveler he had picked up from the road had woken up, he scooped up a bowl of broth and handed it to him.

The traveler took the broth and immediately devoured it, presumably hungry.

"What's your name?" asked Julian.

"Fahan. ”

After drinking the broth all night, Fahan did not feel the slightest amount of food and clothing, so he handed the empty bowl to Julian, realizing that he wanted another one.

Fahan's behavior was too rude, and Barr was dissatisfied and wanted to reprimand him and tell him Julian's identity, but Julian raised his hand to stop him, he took the empty bowl handed by Fahan, and scooped a full bowl of broth for Fahan.

Julian looked at Fahan with interest, he was really an interesting fighter.

Fahan ate five bowls of broth in a row to barely make ends meet, and he stroked his slightly bulging belly and let out a sigh of satisfaction.

"Fahan, why did you faint in the snow? Julian asked.

Fahan, who had eaten his full stomach, had time to pay attention to his savior, he sat cross-legged on the ground, leaned over and thanked him: "Thank you for your generous help, otherwise I would have frozen to death in the snow." ”

Fran is a down-and-out wandering knight, born in a family of low-ranking knights in the West, because he is the second son, so he failed to inherit his father's position, so he chose to wander around looking for a lord to serve, but it took ten years to find his own home, because there is no war in this era, and the territorial nobles do not need to raise more knights to guard their territory.

"Originally, I lived in the imperial capital and heard that the Count of Karazan in the south had launched a war against the Count of Casterme, and I thought it was an opportunity, so I hurried from the imperial capital to Karazan, thinking of taking advantage of this to find a position for myself.

But I didn't expect this journey to be so difficult, I had never been to the south, I bought a map from a merchant, who would have thought that it would be stolen by thieves along the way, including my money bag, so I had to dig wild vegetables to satisfy my hunger, and if I was lucky, I could catch a rabbit and eat some meat, and ask people how to get to Karazhan as I went. Recalling this arduous journey, Fahan sighed.

"The day before yesterday, there was a sudden snowstorm, I got lost in the blizzard, and I ran into a pack of wolves that were hunting, and after I killed five or six wolves, the wolves retreated, but my horse was also bitten to death by them, although it was an old horse, but it followed me for many years, and it was really uncomfortable to think about. ”

After listening to Fahan's narration, Julian was almost dumbfounded, "Are you still going to Karazhan?"

"Of course, I gave so much, lost all my possessions and the horses that had been with me for many years, just to go to Karazhan and become a real knight. Fahan said firmly.

Despite the cruel truth, Julian told Fahan the truth, "That war ended two months ago. ”

"How so!" Fahan exclaimed in surprise, "I only got the news a month ago, of course I had just arrived in the imperial capital from the west, and then I rushed to Karazan non-stop. ”

"I'm afraid you've been deceived by that group of unscrupulous merchants, and that war ended in less than a week, and for a short time. Julian said.

Although the speed of news transmission is certainly a little slow in this backward era, it will not lag for a month, and Fahan is a staunch warrior, but his steps are too hasty.

"That's right. Fahan fell into an indescribable predicament, and hung his head gloomily.

After a while, Fahan slapped his thigh sharply, "I decided, I'm going to Karazhan too." ”

"Why?" asked Julian, confused.

"Although things were unexpected, I wouldn't be willing to go to Karazan. Fahan said.

"The war is over!" Julian explained, "and even if you go now, it won't help. ”

"I know, but I have to go, because it's a journey I've gambled everything on, and I'm not going to stop until I get to the end myself. Thanks for the reminder. ”

Fahan is a steadfast warrior, and even if his dreams have been shattered and his journey has long since come to an end, his determination will not be shaken.

Julian furrowed his brows and said to Fahan, "Then I'm afraid we will be separated as soon as we meet, and my convoy is heading to the imperial capital, which is diametrically opposed to the destination of your journey. ”

"I understand, I can't forget your life-saving kindness, and I really hope to repay you one day. Fahan smiled embarrassedly when he saw the knights in ornate armor who were keeping vigil around him, and knew how extraordinary Julian's identity was.

"Fahan, you are a great warrior, I have never seen such a determined warrior as you. Julian threw another piece of wood into the campfire, and the flames burned even more vigorously, "If you want, go to the imperial capital to find me after you have seen a circle in Karazhan, I am Julian McCarvey, the future guardian of the South." "Julian never promises lightly.