The next morning, the autumn wind was bleak and the leaves were all over the ground.

Alan was carrying a package, a gold coin bag hidden close to his body, and a brass ring around his neck, which was received under the clothes on his chest, leaving only the gray twine collar faintly exposed, and he couldn't find it unless he looked closely.

The uncle didn't get up early to see him off, and the door was closed.

Alan didn't knock on the door either, probably having already said his parting words last night.

When he came to the village chief's house, Duke was also ready to go.

Alan dragged the village chief aside, whispered in his ear, and took out four gold coins and handed them to the village chief, asking the village chief to find someone to take care of Uncle Dick.

Four gold coins is not a small amount. You know, a gold coin can make an ordinary family of three save money for a year.

Alan only hopes that the uncle can live a more comfortable life after he leaves, and he doesn't have to worry about the trivial life.

Of course, Allen still trusts the character of the village chief, at least the village chief is reliable. Even if you are greedy for ink, the rest is enough.

This is also the reason why Alan took out half of his net worth at once, everything is just for the good life of his uncle.

This time, Duke's father Heller took the two young men to send the two children into the city, and after counting the belongings on their bodies, the group of five set off directly to the destination of this time, Budapest City.

Sequoia Village is almost an eight-day journey from Budapest City, passing through two small towns, Red Leaf Town and Wind Whispering Town. After two days on foot to the town of Red Leaves, Heller borrowed a carriage and continued on the road.

Along the way, two young men took turns driving the carriage, and the two children in the carriage sat around Heller on the left and right, listening to him talk about the city of Budapest.

Heller had been in the city before, and he knew everything about the city, one by one. Duke next to him fell asleep listening to this, and perhaps in Duke's opinion, it was more interesting to dig out the stove.

The lord of Budapest was Viscount Kelly Selt, the patriarch of the Lion family. He himself was a mid-rank knight, and his strength was ranked among the highest in the entire Duchy of Liechtenstein. The order in the city is relatively stable, and under the patrol of the security team, no one dares to make a mistake.

"The most powerful thing in the city is the city lord family, right?" Alan wanted to take advantage of this time to learn more.

"Of course. However, there are also three other families that are very strong, namely the Colin family, known as the border emerald flower, the Brent family, known as the gold coin merchants, and the Elvis family of the Iron Eagle family. Be careful not to offend these great tribes. ”

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At night, you either stay in the town or find a village to spend the night. Heller and his party did not dare to spend the night in the wilderness, and any beast or bandit could easily destroy the team.

However, fortunately, there was nothing wrong along the way.

Seven days later, the silhouette of the city of Budapest appeared on the horizon, like a black bowl upside down on the earth. It is surrounded by endless plains, twilight and plains, dotted villages, large areas of cultivated land, herds of cattle and sheep, and a flourishing atmosphere.

"That's Budapest City, you can't get there today, it's getting dark. When Heller looked at the next day, he decided to find a nearby village to rest and enter the city again tomorrow.

Alan and his party spent the night in Akita Village. The village is peaceful, and a few flower dogs are playing not far away, and it seems that they have become accustomed to outsiders visiting and are unmoved.

Dinner was served at the farmhouse where the overnight was staying. Farmers here have land to plant, and it looks like a good harvest this year's autumn wheat. I cooked a big pot of noodles in the evening and ate them fragrantly.

Early the next morning, Allen and his party went straight to Budapest.

From a distance, it is a small black dot, and when you get closer, you realize the majesty of Budapest City. The surface of the moat is like a mirror, reflecting a deep place, the city wall is towering, and the sword marks are faintly visible, and I don't know how many disasters have been prevented for this city, and the two passages at the city gate are in order.

The city is laid out in a grid of rules, with streets extending in all directions, dividing the city into a market district to the north, a plebeian district to the west, a noble district to the east, and a military district to the south, surrounding the inner city of the center.

Most of the buildings in the city are two-storey stone buildings, one next to the other, and occasionally you can see three or four storey high-rise buildings interspersed.

The streets are paved with bluestone slabs and bustling with pedestrians. Some of them were dressed in gray clothes and coarse cloth, and at first glance they came from small places, such as the Allen Five; some of them were dressed decently and cleanly, and they should be the majority of the city's population; and there were some nobles who simply hid in luxurious carriages and could not be seen.

Of course, there are beggars on street corners. There were men, women and children, ragged clothes, flowers pulling their faces, each occupying a place distinctly, holding a broken bowl, kneeling and begging.

Alan was fascinated by the atmosphere of the ancient city here and looked around curiously.

Suddenly, there was a commotion ahead. It turned out to be a thin little beggar who snatched a piece of baked cake from the stall at the door of the baked cake shop next to him, and because he had no strength to escape, he was caught by the shopkeeper and beaten and scolded.

At this time, the patrol officer of the security team passed by, and the owner of the baked cake shop hurriedly explained the truth. The little beggar was then forcibly dragged away, and the frightened begging for mercy faded away......

Alan stopped paying attention and sat down in the car.

The carriage soon stopped in front of a blacksmith shop, and Alan packed his belongings, looked at Duke, who was still asleep, and followed Heller out of the carriage without waking him up.

At a glance, the word "sharp" can be faintly seen on the crumbling dilapidated wooden planks hanging horizontally on the door beams.

Without saying a word, Heller and Alan walked straight into the blacksmith's shop. The second child who was guarding the shop was a clever young man, about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he hurriedly greeted the two of them.

"Welcome, two distinguished guests, do you want to buy weapons or custom-made equipment?"

"We have come to see Master Vincent. Heller replied.

"Oh, do you have an appointment?"

"Yes, let's just say that Allen from Sequoia Village is coming to visit. Heller glanced at Allen, and then said to the shopkeeper.

"Okay, you two, please wait. The shopkeeper didn't leave the counter, but he loudly called another clerk who looked like an apprentice to report.

From the moment he entered, Alan was looking at the blacksmith shop. The shop is small, with three tables in front of the counter and two chairs each. Behind the counter is a three-tiered wooden shelf, the first floor is filled with all kinds of weapons, including knives, swords, darts, hammers, spearheads, bows and arrows, etc., the second floor is a lot of tools, such as hammers, shovels, traps, nails, etc., and the things on the third floor are much more exquisite, small in quantity, and of different types, some even in ebony boxes of different sizes.

Soon, an old man with a big beard and gray hair appeared in front of him.

"I'm Vincent, and welcome to you, friends of Sequoia Village. ”

"Hello Master, I'm Alan from Sequoia Village. Greetings to you on behalf of my uncle Dick. With his right hand clasped into a fist and a slight bow, Alan gave a knightly salute to the old man.

Vincent waved his hand and said, "You're welcome, Dick is also a miserable child. I've heard him write about you. You can stay with me in peace. ”

Obviously, Vincent knew Dick's affairs very well, and immediately arranged for the apprentice who had just come to report to take Alan to the backyard.

At this time, Heller, who was next to him, saw that things were in order, and immediately took his leave and left.