In the former Kingdom of France, almost ninety percent of the population lived in the countryside, and there were goblins, wild beasts, and bandits everywhere in the wilderness, and the nobles set up cards everywhere to collect taxes, and the city was almost synonymous with dirty and messy.

However, with the gradual development of human civilization, especially in the last two hundred years, the era of population explosion has ushered in, almost all wilderness in the wild has been opened up into fields, and all goblins and beasts have almost completely disappeared. Roads between cities were gradually built, commerce and trade became more and more developed, and more and more people changed their fate of digging in the soil, began to read and write, and entered the city life.

As one of the largest ports on the southern coast of the Kingdom of France, the port of Toulon has been inhabited by more than 300,000 people, almost all of whom depend on commercial trade, and ships from dozens of countries and city-states dock here through the Golden Sea.

The port of Toulon was also very prosperous in terms of ground traffic to other cities of the Kingdom of France, and the flat road leading north to the royal capital of Paari was built by the United Chamber of Commerce of Toulon formed by seven large chambers of commerce and the lord of the Toulon region, Count Luneau.

The Bonaparte Chamber of Commerce is one of the seven large chambers of commerce, with its own seat in the municipal council of the port of Toulon. The carriage provided by the Alfonso Chamber of Commerce, a professional chamber of commerce that mainly does transportation business, was provided by the carriage and horse dealership affiliated with the Alfonso Chamber of Commerce.

It was already getting hot in May, and Sivi was dressed in a light navy blue suit, a pair of black-rimmed glasses, neatly combed blond hair, a brown suitcase in his right hand, and a huge black umbrella in his left.

Although he is now in human form, Sivi's appearance still reaches the level of handsome and dazzling. Just standing quietly at the door of the carriage and horse shop, there are many concerned eyes in the flow of people coming and going on Oswell Street.

After waiting in the long line for nearly a quarter of an hour, Sivi finally arrived at the ticket window, and when he reshaped his body, he set his height directly at 1.8 meters. The ticket window was a little too low, and he had to bend down and lean forward: "A carriage ticket to the royal capital of Paali!"

The ticket seller was a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties, who had already begun to gain weight and his skin was also very loose, and he glanced at the young and handsome Sivi, who was a little excessive, and he impatiently pointed to the price list hanging outside the small window.

Sivi gently lifted his glasses and found the information he needed in the third row of the price list: "Toulon - Paari, second-class ticket, one gold franc and seven silver soles." ”

Although there are several major gold coins in Orrent, they are all of similar value, and the exchange price of gold and silver coins is basically fixed at a ratio of 1:10.

The price of a second-class ticket is obviously still relatively expensive, and a third-class ticket only costs five silver soles.

Although Sivi wanted to experience life, he didn't plan to be too wronged, so he bought a second-class ticket to depart at the tenth magic hour in the morning and walked towards the outside of Toulon City.

At the north gate of the city of Toulon is the headquarters of Alfonso's carriage and horse shop, where a large number of horse-drawn carriages are parked, and there is an uncomfortable smell in the air.

The earliest rise of mankind mainly relied on the extraordinary power of the bloodline knights, and for the knights, the importance of mounts is self-evident.

Every bloodline knight family that has existed for hundreds of years has its own secret recipe for cultivating war horses, and the Alfonso family is naturally no exception.

Although the horses used by Alfonso are defective after being selected and eliminated within the family, they also look very powerful. The carriages were very large, and a second-class carriage could carry about eight passengers.

It was already nine and thirty when Sivi arrived, and he handed over his ticket, and was led by a teenage servant to a carriage at the back of the convoy.

There were two rows of seats in the carriage, each row could seat four people, and now only the second row had two seats, and Sivi chose the one by the window and put the trunk under the seat.

As soon as Xiwei sat down, an old man beside him smiled and asked, "Young man, are you going to the royal capital of Paali?"

"That's right!" Sivi nodded.

The old man wore a small black bowler hat and a well-fitting outfit, and looked like a gentleman at first glance.

"Judging by your age, should you be a college student who went to the royal capital to go to school?" As early as 1456 in the sacred calendar, the then King Charles III of France built a university town on the outskirts of the royal capital of Paali to train talents in various fields such as literature, commerce, art, and architecture.

"No, in fact, I'm a writer!" Sivi smiled kindly, "I love to travel, I love to write, it's my hobby and my profession!"

"Writer, what an elegant and cultured profession!" exclaimed the old man, "can you take the liberty of admiring your masterpiece?"

At this moment, a hurried figure suddenly rushed over, it was a young man, he had long brown hair and an embarrassing mustache, he was emaciated, his eyes were deep-set, and he looked a little sluggish.

"Here's my ticket!" handing the green ticket to the attendant, the young man lifted the curtain and stepped into the carriage, squeezing between Sivi and the old man.

He breathed heavily, and it was evident that the gallop had wasted a great deal of his strength, but it was well worth the effort, for soon the carriage was set up, and it went along the wide and smooth avenue, through the north gates, and after paying the necessary taxes, and leaving the port of Toulon.

It was a very large convoy, about fifty wagons, most bearing the Alfonso carriage logo, and a small group of Alfonso cavalry as a guard.

In the middle of the convoy were three white luxury carriages, which stood out in the almost all black caravans.

The communication between Sivi and the old man was interrupted, and there was one more person between the two, so there was no interest in continuing to communicate, and the avenue outside Toulon was still relatively flat, Sivi took out a book and read it with relish.

The young man who finally got into the car was a little uninhibited, he was very handsome, but he was a little less than Sivi, he was wearing a woolen sweater, and his bags were bulging.

A little curious about what book Xiwei was reading, the young man came over, but found that the books were densely packed with small characters, and the whole person immediately became a little dizzy.

"I mean, buddy, what are you reading?" the young man finally asked.

Sivi pointed the cover of the book at the questioner: "The Encyclopedia of French Noistocratic Heraldry - Teach You How to Identify the Status of Nobility." (To be continued.) )