A hint of refreshing coolness is accompanied by maple syrup and refreshing red bean paste melting in the mouth, and then slowly flowing down the esophagus into the stomach, and the true feeling of tasting the food alone at that moment is the best proof of existence in this world.

Surdak was almost lying on the comfortable wooden chair, at the intersection of two major avenues on the southern slope of the hill, surrounded by vegetation and trees, but because it was located on a high hill, the view was extremely open, and the whole city of Ewalsen could be seen.

There are a lot of cars passing by on the road, but there are not many guests staying here.

Most of the people who have their leisure time to sit at one of the cold drink stalls here are tourists who are willing to sit here and enjoy the beauty of the city.

A convoy slowly drove out of the castle on the top of the hill, and at the front of the convoy was fifty cavalrymen to clear the way.

Behind them were young nobles riding docile Gubolai horses, dressed in gorgeous and elaborate dresses, and wearing badges of various status on their chests, following the cavalry, and they rode on their horses and laughed and laughed.

Sandwiched in the middle of the procession are three ornate magic caravans, with the striking Bussman family crest hanging from the side wall of the caravan.

It is probably the prestige accumulated over the years that makes all the pedestrians on the road awe-inspired.

At the back of the line was still a cavalry regiment of fifty men, and it was not difficult to guess that it was a certain big man of the Bussman family.

In Surdak's opinion, it is very likely that the owner of the castle, Ryan. Duke Bussman.

I heard that the largest aristocratic force in the province of Ivorsman is the Bussman family, which is an ancient aristocratic family that inherits countless glory, Bussman's ancestors personally founded Ivorson City, the Bussman family was at its peak, half of the industry in the city belonged to the Bussman family, even now, the Bussman family is going downhill step by step, but the family has accumulated a wealth of hundreds of years.

It just so happened that the two guests at the next table happened to be discussing Duke Bussman in private, and although the voice was not loud, Surdak could just hear it in his ears.

And Ryan. Duke Bussmann's reputation is obviously not very good. Although he is also a legend in the province of Evorsen, everyone knows him not because of some of his heroic deeds, or because of his love for the people and what good deeds he has done, but because of his endless peachy news.

It is said that this generation of Ryan. Duke Bussman is a ruthless character who will be revenged, and the noble lords of the entire province of Evorsen dare not offend him, to say that although this duke has even been able to fill a room with grandchildren, and in terms of his age, he should be regarded as an old man in the eyes of ordinary people, and he is about to lie in the coffin to meet the ancestors of the family, but recently there have been some scandals in the imperial capital.

I heard that he was jealous of a young magician, and because the magician was inextricably linked to the royal family of Angelboy, Duke Ryan was unexpectedly disgraced and returned to the province of Ewalson by Charles the Great. In this way, even if he had the aura of a great victory in the Warsaw plane on his head, it did not change the bad impression of the people of the imperial capital on him.

The huge castle in that majestic city was supposed to be the residence of the Bussmann family.

These vehicles came from there, and you don't have to guess that they are family members of the Bussman family.

Surdak felt that it was not a gentleman's act to eavesdrop on the side, but at this time, he couldn't directly cover his ears, so he could only turn his head and look at the street scene in the distance.

The Bussman family's motorcade passed through the street.

The knights in front of them, dressed in neat black armor, sat on black-scaled horses with black metal helmets on their heads, looking like they were the elite knights guarding the Bussman family.

In contrast, the young nobles riding the Gubolai horses in the back, although they were gorgeously dressed, could be seen from the tone of their conversation and laughter, which was a little too frivolous.

One by one, they looked oily and powdery, they didn't know what to wipe on their faces, and their faces were as pale as paper.

But one by one they are quite complacent, and I don't know where the confidence on their faces comes from.

In the magic caravan sat a number of female dependents, who looked out frequently through the glass windows of the caravan.

Surdak was also curious to look over, and he could see a beautiful face in the front windows.

It's just that the fat powder on their faces is too thick, and they can't tell the real age of these noble ladies at all.

I can only see that each of them seems to be carrying a huge flower basket on top of their heads, and all kinds of flowers are piled on their hats, each of which is very eye-catching, and the limelight of those hats on their heads even overshadows the beautiful faces.

It wasn't until the third magic caravan that Surdak finally saw a few older women inside the magic caravan.

And in the caravan sat an old man with an old face, through the glass window you can see that he is a little thin, very energetic, and his eyes are as gloomy and cold as a falcon.

Just when Surdak wondered if this old man was Ryan. When Duke Bussman was in the middle of nowhere, a huge fireball suddenly appeared from a bush in the distance.

The fireball was billowing with smoke, and it quickly flew towards the third magic caravan, and before the knights in front of and behind the team could react, the huge fireball smashed on the third magic caravan at the same time, and the third magic caravan actually appeared with a transparent light mask, and the fireball completely exploded when it hit the light mask.

With a 'boom', the coachman sitting in the driver's seat in front of the carriage was all crashed and flew dozens of meters away.

The clothes on the back were completely instantly melted, and the whole thing was burned red like a prawn cooked in water, and it seemed that the skin and flesh on the surface were completely roasted, and the whole person also fell on the stone floor in front of him, his head was broken and bleeding, his limbs twitched a few times, and one leg was slowly straightened.

The ropes that tied the horses were all broken by the fire, and the four Gubolian horses were so frightened that when they lost their restraints, they spread their hooves and ran straight down towards the front of the avenue, and the whole caravan fell into a sea of fire, and the knights at the back of the group hurriedly urged the horses to catch up, and the knights in front of them divided into a cavalry squad and chased after them quickly through the woods.

At this time, the door of the magic caravan was kicked open, and an old man with an angry face split the flames with a sword from the inside, and jumped out of the carriage with a middle-aged lady with one hand.

At this time, fifty knights also caught up from behind, everyone rushed up at the same time, while extinguishing the flames, while rescuing all the trapped ladies in the carriage, this carriage seems to have strong anti-demon properties, the trapped ladies inside were not injured, but they were frightened by the sudden fire, not only the gorgeous clothes were stained during the rescue process, even the hat on the head was ruined and messy, and some people even threw themselves directly at the feet of the old man and cried.

The old man with the long sword had an angry face, and just coldly ordered his subordinates: "Give me ...... chase"

The head of the guard knights, whose faces were red and white, raised the knight's sword in his hand high, and shouted to the knights under him: "Pursue the sneak attackers with all your might, and kill them!" ”

The team of knights who had burrowed into the forest earlier had already spotted their target, and as shouts and short fights rang out, a magician in a black robe and a magic cone hat stumbled out of the woods.

He rode a magic handle, turned into a black shadow, and rushed towards the northern wall of the city of Ivelsen, and the knights who were pursuing below drew their bows and arrows, but the magician kept increasing his flight altitude, and those arrows flew under the mage's feet without exception.

……

Surdak was also startled by the sudden change, but he didn't expect that as soon as he arrived in Ivelsen City, he saw this scene of the magician attacking the noble convoy......