After the breakthrough, life returned to the previous state, and Favian, under the protection of Count Yaheng, maintained the development of farming for nearly two months.

During this time, he kept a low profile in the castle, and even practiced the knightly breathing method in the personal training room of Count Aheng.

Occasionally, the Earl would come to the training room to accompany Favian to practice, and since the first time he knew Favian's current strength, Earl Yaheng never kept his hand, because he knew that Favian would soon go outside, and the wild was a world where the weak eat the strong and the fittest survived.

In Oleling, as long as the materials can be found, Favian has collected one, even if it has no effect on the increase of physical fitness, it can continue to enrich the database of chips.

And Favian's current physical fitness has reached the peak of knighthood after nearly two months of training.

"Whew! There are no more materials in the Ole Collar that can improve physical fitness. Favion sat at his table and munched on a jagged herb, a squire that the squire had bought from a foreign merchant and was produced on the border of the kingdom, near the Endless Forest, but it was still of little use to him.

"Chip, call up my attributes. ”

"Ding!Favien Bourbon Strength: 6.7 Dexterity: 6.6 Constitution: 6.9 Spirit: 1.7 Status: Health!"

Looking at the data that his body was about to reach its limit, Favian realized that it was time to get out.

In the evening, the castle restaurant.

Meat was a large part of the dinner table, and four people were eating, Count Aham, Favian, Heber, and his mother.

Yes, just this afternoon. Heber and his mother were forcibly taken back to the city of Ole by the Earl of Ahyung.

Because the Earl had clearly felt that his territory had fallen into a strange state, like the calm before the Great War, and the country manor could no longer guarantee the safety of their mother and son.

After dinner, Heber and his mother returned to their respective rooms, while Favion was summoned to his study by Earl Ahim.

"You go to the elven town and find a man named Eve, and give her this letter. Count Ahmp took a letter from his bosom and handed it to Favian.

"Besides, it's a wizard's token and a map! you'll be going tomorrow morning!" Count Achen turned and walked behind his desk, pulling out a small box and a parchment map.

"Yes, Father. Favian took the small box and map from Count Achen.

Back in the bedroom, Favian opened the box in his hand. A ring was found inside, and underneath the ring was a small piece of silk on which the exact time of boarding was recorded.

It's just that Favian couldn't understand why Count Ahyan handed over the token to him now, but Favian still made a red one, put the ring on, and hung it around his neck to prevent it from being lost.

Early the next morning, Favian boasted the long sword given by the fat man at his waist, and after placing crossbow arrows, packages, kettles and other miscellaneous items on the carriage, he gradually left the manor under the eyes of Count Yaheng.

The coachman is a middle-aged man, with a simple and honest face, who traveled to many places when he was young, and is familiar with the cities and roads in the kingdom.

Originally, Favian planned to go to Jingling Town alone with light clothing, but he didn't expect that Count Yaheng had already prepared a carriage for him, but the carriage was not from the Bourbon family, and he found a rental carriage in the city.

But if you think about it, you can understand that Favian is only thirteen years old after all, and it is the first time to go far away, since he has the strength of the peak of knighthood, then Earl Yaheng has prepared a guide for him.

The carriage made its way down the street, and it wasn't long before it left the city of Ole and entered the trade road outside the city.

The city of Ole is gradually looming, and Favien is officially embarking on his journey to the elven town.

"It's going to cross the whole kingdom. Favian sat in the carriage and looked at the map in his hand and muttered quietly.

Don't look at the entire east coast There are only two countries, but the area is not small, roughly the size of the Australian continent on the earth.

Favian, on the other hand, had to travel through the entire kingdom, from the northernmost province of Srmo to the outskirts of the Endless Forest, with about three or four provinces in between.

The speed of the carriage is not fast, this is what Favian requires, he really can't stand the backward technology of this world, the shock absorption effect of the carriage is too poor, a little faster, the carriage will sway quite badly.

With the carriage gently swaying, Favian gradually fell asleep.

It was soon evening, and Favian was awakened by a cacophony of sounds.

"What's going on out there. Favian lifted the curtain and asked the driver.

"Young master, it's a caravan encamped. The coachman looked back and smiled at Favian.

The fiery red sunset slowly set over the treetops in the west, and the dense forest that stretched through the road gradually became dark and gloomy.

"Young master, let's camp here or keep going, and if we go further, there will be a small town until midnight. The coachman slowed down the carriage and asked Favian's opinion.

"Let's set up camp here. When the carriage stopped, Favian emerged from the carriage.

The coachman skillfully set up the carriage and began to set up the tent, while Favian moved his muscles a little, which had been lying for a day.

At this time, the caravan next to it seemed to be in good order under the command of a man, some were setting up tents, some were setting up pots and boiling water to prepare dinner, and some were feeding horses and guarding the camp.

Apparently noticing Favian's side, the man's eyes showed a look of vigilance.

"You do it here, I'll go see if there's any prey around. Favion didn't pay much attention, but turned back to the carriage and took out his crossbow arrows and walked towards the forest.

It didn't take long for Favian to walk out with a crossbow arrow in his right hand and a fat rabbit in his left hand.

And the coachman has already set up a tent and is collecting dry branches to prepare for a fire, after all, the weather in January is still unusually cold, Favian is okay, he has six or seven times the physical fitness of ordinary people, he doesn't care much about this cold, and the coachman is just an ordinary person after all.

Without waiting long, the coachman set up the fire and the grill, took a dagger from his bosom, skillfully cleaned the rabbit and put it on the grill, and turned to take out some bottles and jars from the bag hanging on the carriage, which were some spices.

After a while, the smell of barbecue filled the air, the rabbit meat on the grill turned a golden color, and the bonfire burned even more vigorously because of the dripping of rabbit fat.

"I don't know your name yet. Favian asked embarrassedly as he ate the coachman's roast.

"Young master, you can call me Martin. The coachman laughed.

"Martin, you're doing a great barbecue!" Favian said with a thumbs up.

"Young master, you have won the award, you have been running outside for a long time, and you don't want your stomach to suffer, so you have practiced such a skill. Hearing Favian's compliment, Martin was visibly happy.

After dinner, Martin had everything in order, added some wood to the fire, and went into the tent.

Through the gap in the tent, Favian could clearly see the situation of the caravan on the opposite side.

At the campfire in the middle of the tent, several men and a girl were eating, judging by the clothes they were wearing, they should be the principals of the caravan, and the girls should have been in good standing, the carriages were not engraved with the coats of arms of nobles or caravans, and Favian did not know their identities.

The next campfires were surrounded by servants, as well as some of the guards, who, after dinner, were supposed to replace the guards who were patrolling with torches.

"It's beautiful. Looking back, Favian lay on the grass, looking up at the vast starry sky overhead, and his heart couldn't help but be in a trance.

After lying down for a moment, Favian pulled out the red necklace around his neck, with a ring tied to it.

The ring is dark green as a whole, I don't know what material it is, and Favian didn't test the hardness of the ring, just kidding, if it breaks, there is nowhere to find it.

The inside of the ring is engraved with a circle of characters, but unfortunately Favian does not recognize this character, and even the information collected by the chip does not record it.

Putting the ring back into his clothes, Favian circled the tent, but found no uncollected plants, and in desperation, he had no choice but to go into the tent to rest.

When Favian woke up again, the caravan had left, leaving only a few burned bonfires, a solitary sign that they had stayed.

Favian didn't care, and when Martin had packed his things, they moved on.

After walking for three days, they finally got out of Smol Province, and an interesting incident happened in the middle.

Just as the day before, when they were encamped, the men of the caravan took Favion as the eye of some enemy, and surrounded their camp with their guards, until Favian took out the coat of arms of the Bourbon family, and they retreated under the girl's orders.

Favian didn't have any worries, because although there were many people on the other side, there were not many knight-level powerhouses, and the others were at most knight apprentices, and more were ordinary warriors.

There are only two knight levels, namely the man and the girl, yes, the girl who is about seventeen or eighteen years old is a knight-level powerhouse.

"Unnamed!Strength: 4.3 Dexterity4.7 Constitution3.9 Spirit: 1.1 Status: Health!"

It's the girl's physical attributes.

"Unnamed!Strength: 5.1 Dexterity: 4.5 Constitution: 5.3 Spirit: 1.0 Status: Health!"

It's the man's physical attributes.

Favian said that by giving him ten minutes, he could take down the group unharmed.

However, in order not to misunderstand the other party, Favian set off the next day half a day late, so there was no embarrassment of camping together.

And now, Favian was honestly lying in the carriage, because of the heavy snow outside.

"Martin, how far is it from the next city?" Favian's lazy voice rang out.

"Young master, when there are about seven hourglasses, it should be night when you arrive in the city. After a moment of thought, Martin replied to Favian.

At that moment, a group of knights whizzed past the carriage, and Favien squinted his eyes and thought for a moment, telling Martin to speed up.