Gasson was very angry because of Lorraine's confession.

"It is unforgivable for Lorraine, a shameless woman, to say such a thing! I have worked so hard for you to go from Pagina to this poor and remote place, and here I have confessed to a gentleman. I can't accept it! I'm going to leave this place and go back to tell my father and let him avenge me. Grandson of Delon the Great, son of the Duke...... Hah, is it really amazing?"

Feeling cheated, Garzon angrily left Javier's hospital room, ready to pick up his luggage and leave the place that made him angry. However, when Javier angrily walked out of the small building where the ward was located, he remembered that he had no luggage with him, and that he only had a bag of gold coins on him.

"With all this money, I will be able to return to Pagina, and by that time, you will all wait to die!" Garson swore to himself.

By the time Garson left the Duke's Palace, it was already dark. Garson walked down the street, looking at the passing carriages, hoping to find a spare carriage. But he beckoned several times, but the carriage did not stop.

"It's so hard to find a carriage in this place. Garson spat at the foam, his stomach screaming with hunger, thinking that it was time to finish eating.

After two more attempts, and finding that there was still no stop for the carriage, Garzon was ready to change his strategy - or else, it would be better to fill his stomach first? As for returning to the Duke's Palace. Gasson didn't think about it, but when he thought of the disgusting face of "Razor" and the grief-stricken Lorraine, he immediately lost the interest of going back.

"Even if you starve to death here, don't go back. Garson swore a poisonous oath in his heart.

However, after making up his mind, Garson looked around - this place was a residential area, and the tavern or something could not be seen at least at all. It seems that if you don't want to starve to death, you really need to look carefully.

At this moment, a dark shadow came to him, and he rushed towards Garson. Gasson consciously gave way, but the dark shadow on the opposite side seemed to telepathize with him, dodging to the same side at the same frequency as him.

"Bang. ”

Gazon and the black shadow collided together, unable to hold their bodies, and took two or three steps back.

"How did you walk? I deliberately gave way to you, and you still hit me. The anger that Gasong had been building up for a day exploded.

"You're deflated. Am I going to give way to you, too?

As he spoke, the shadow leaned over to Garson, as if to see if Garson was injured.

"Don't, don't touch me. I tell you, if you dare to touch me, I will kill you. ”

Garzon felt that the man was a little suspicious. In an unfamiliar place, it's always okay to be careful.

"Okay, you just feel fine. Since you won't let me touch you, you can't trouble me. ”

"Get out, get out of here!"

After Garson roared, the shadow did not linger any longer, and quickly disappeared into the night.

"Bastard, is Hankyo's shitty place, so badly secured? I don't know what that old dog in Miturin eats. Garson snorted and moved on.

At this time, Garson's fingers subconsciously touched the belt, and the whole person was instantly dumbfounded - the money bag hanging on his waist disappeared.

If it was in Pakina, Gazon wouldn't care much about the money. Although a hundred gold coins is not a small amount, Garson's father, Rudolph, can get the money back with a little effort in secret.

However, this is Hankyo, who is unfamiliar with the place, and after losing all his entanglements, returning to Pagina can only be a fool's dream.

Now there are only two paths left in front of Garson. One is to follow Lorraine's side closely. Although Garzon was paying for the expenses along the way, he felt that he would still bring some money with Lorraine, or wait to go back with Lorraine?

The idea just popped up and he vetoed it.

"This method will definitely not work. If nothing else, should I lick my face and follow Lorraine and watch her kiss me with that bastard named Razor? ”

The second way is to borrow money directly from Duke Mitulin, but in this way, it will be embarrassing to face. The dignified son of the "killing prime minister" was reduced to the point of borrowing money, and he would never allow such a thing to happen.

After all, it's that hateful black shadow who dares to play with me, and if I catch him, I'll definitely crush him to pieces!

Garson's brain was spinning, always looking for a third way. But he didn't know anyone else here, and it was unrealistic to find another way.

Thinking of this, Garson sighed, lowered his head, and walked forward aimlessly.

The car behind him was roaring, and a carriage came to a slow stop.

"Sir, where are you going?" asked the coachman softly.

Garson was overjoyed, and finally waited for the carriage. He was just about to answer the coachman's words, when he suddenly thought that he didn't have a penny on him at the moment, and suddenly he was like a frosted leaf, and he didn't have a little spirit.

"I didn't ...... I don't go there either. ”

"Are you Mr. Garson?" suddenly heard a young man from behind the carriage. The sound is crisp and pleasant, and it is very good.

"I am, may I ask you ......?"

Garson's attention was focused on the carriage, and a silver-haired young man opened the door. Garson took a closer look at the silver-haired young man by the dim light hanging from the carriage and found that he did not recognize him.

"You must be a noble person who forgets things and doesn't remember me, I'm Grant, oops, it's the younger brother of the current queen. Grant reminded as he looked at Garson with a confused expression.

"Grant ......"

Garson lowered his head and thought for a long time before he remembered that there was indeed such a person. After all, it had been six years since the two of them had only seen each other, and it was indeed difficult for Garson, who was just a little hairy boy at the time, to remember Grant clearly.

"Mr. Garson, why are you in this place?" asked Grant softly.

"I ...... It's just that...... Accompany a friend for a casual stroll. Garson's face was a little ugly. Whether it is the robbery of a beloved woman or the theft of a money bag, it is not something worth talking about.

"Is that so? It's getting late at this time, and I guess the coachman won't be coming out, so why don't I give you a ride?"

Listening to Grant's words, Garson suddenly felt his face burn up: "No...... I don't want to go back. ”

"Why? It's easy to get out and about when you're out and about. Grant said.

"I ...... I don't want to see Razor again. Garson said through gritted teeth.

"That's right...... If something doesn't go your way, you might as well tell me about it, I think I'm a good listener. The corners of Grant's mouth curled slightly, and he said softly.