"Bang!"

Brian's head hit the hard object in pain, causing him to wake up and snap his eyes open.

But when he saw the scene around him, the pain seemed to disappear in an instant.

The smooth and neat wooden planks are arranged on top and bottom to form a narrow square space, and a wooden window and curtain are installed on each side of the space

Brian himself sat at one end of the space, on a bench-like design.

In addition to this, he heard the sound of horses' hooves and the shouts of people outside.

"Your Highness? His Royal Highness the Prince? What's going on inside, are you okay? ”

As if for too long, the owner of the voice lifted the curtain in front of Brian and poked his entire head and half of his body in.

It was a man with blond hair and golden eyes, a young and cheerful appearance, wearing a brown linen robe and a long sword at his waist.

Brian didn't know each other, but there was a sense of familiarity in his mind that made him blurt out:

"Evans ......"

"I'm here." Evans nodded slightly, and after observing and making sure that Brian was okay, he said in a reassuring tone:

"Don't be afraid, Your Royal Highness the Prince, no matter what happens, I will protect you, this is the duty of a knight."

Prince...... Knight...... Brian was in a trance and didn't notice Evans' departure.

Then he suddenly realized that he was Moor Engeldo, the third prince of the Kingdom of Bertrand, who was sitting in a carriage to the royal capital to welcome his enthronement and become the new king of Bertrand.

Everything sounds so good, but it's not.

The Kingdom of Bertrand is a small country on the continent, backed by mountains and on the edge of the world, lacking all kinds of vital resources.

The most important thing is that it will not be long before Tuze, a powerful country adjacent to Bertran, will launch a national war against Bertran and clear Bertrand from the continent in one fell swoop.

The gap between the two countries was obvious, and before the war began, Bertrand had internal strife, disagreements, and split into the capitulation faction and the main war faction.

And the current king of the Bertrand Kingdom, Moore's father, Adolf Engeldo, was a cowardly and incompetent monarch who wanted to flee after seeing Tuze's "War Mobilization Order" against Bertrand.

But not all the ministers agreed with this proposition, and the king's escape plan was delayed.

Finally, not so long ago. The king couldn't hold on anymore and came up with the outrageous idea of abdicating and then running away.

The throne was passed to the eldest prince, but the eldest prince refused, saying that he was unwilling to succeed to the king's position.

There was no way to get down, and the throne was extended again, past Mohr's second sister, to Mohr's place......

All the memories were so smooth and natural, just like Brian's own experience.

However, he himself knows very well that he is not the so-called third prince of the Bertrand Kingdom, Moore, he is Brian, a newly graduated unemployed outcast......

Brian slowed down for a long time, expecting it to be just a more real dream, but the truth was cruel, he really crossed over.

"What is going to be done...... Brian whispered, and walked out of the carriage in a few steps, wanting to see the scenery outside and breathe.

Outside, in addition to one of the carriages that Brian was riding, there were several guards on tall horses who followed him, and they were all guards sent by the king to protect the safety of the third prince.

But anyone with a discerning eye knows that this is also a measure for the king to prevent the third prince from escaping.

Brian shook his head and looked straight ahead. Driving the carriage was his knight Evans and a gray-haired old man.

The old man was his butler, and his name was Tavien.

"How long will it take to get to the royal capital?"

Hearing His Royal Highness's inquiry, Tavien, who had a wealth of experience, turned his head and replied in a thick and old voice:

"Your Highness, one more day will be here, but you should rest in the town ahead in the evening."

Brian nodded silently, feeling more and more uneasy and at a loss, not knowing what to do.

Find an opportunity to escape, be an ordinary person in this other world, or honestly go to the royal capital, inherit the throne, and resist the invasion of the Guoze Kingdom?

Neither seems to be a very good choice, but Brian has to choose between them,

The third prince, Moore, was weak and introverted, and was not liked by the king of Bertrand since he was a child, and after the age of 12 he was sent to the frontier, far from the center of power.

If it weren't for the fact that the king still had a little conscience, he sent the knight Evans and the Chancellor's subordinate Tavien to follow him when Moore was leaving.

If it weren't for Moore's good treatment of people, thinking about Evans and Tavien in all good things, Brian might not have anyone by his side now, only the guards who were responsible for protecting and supervising secretly.

Looking at the front of the carriage, which still had some spare space, Brian ignored the white robe he was wearing, and sat on it with a "snap", making the carriage tremble.

Evans and Taveen turned their heads to see that the former frowned and looked worried, and immediately wanted to get up.

"Your Highness, there is ...... danger outside"

Brian waved his hand and stopped Evans:

"Let's get in the car, don't move around if you don't have much space, it's really dangerous."

"And after I get on this carriage to the royal capital, the danger will only get bigger."

Although Brian is an ordinary person, he is not stupid, in such a situation of internal and external troubles, everyone is in danger, and the situation in the court will definitely not be something that a new king can say.

Regardless of whether he fights or surrenders after succeeding to the throne, it will not go well.

Seeing that His Highness was depressed, Evans no longer mentioned the dangerous things sitting on the front panel of the carriage, but while driving the carriage, he was distracted from the safety of His Highness.

Tavien didn't care about these little things, turned his head to look ahead, avoided the eyes of the guards around him, and whispered:

"Your Highness, do you have any thoughts on going to the royal capital this time?"

"If so, please tell me and Evans as soon as possible, so that we can have a bottom in our hearts!"

"I will." Brian agreed, leaning back on the carriage and looking at the bumpy road ahead and the overgrown plains......

As dusk approached, the party entered a small town, and Brian saw dirty, garbage-riddled streets, potholes, and dilapidated wooden buildings.

He was not surprised by this, and in More's memory, the Kingdom of Bertrand was like that.

The garbage generated by daily life is littered everywhere, and there is no special person responsible for cleaning it, and only when the actions of the nobles are seriously affected, the people in the vicinity will be ordered to clean it up.

Even the royal capital of the kingdom is only better and more beautiful than the buildings in other places, and the environment is extremely poor.

Smelling the pungent smell of decay in the air, Brian covered his mouth and nose with his white sleeves while looking at Evans, Tavion, and several of the guards.

None of them paid attention to the unpleasant smell, and walked towards them with expressionless faces, as if they were used to it.

Alas~ Brian sighed in his heart.

He knew how dangerous it was to leave garbage untreated, and that a terrible disease could spread across the continent at any moment, killing countless people.

But he didn't remind the people around him that he was now just a third prince with no power and no money, even if he was about to ascend to the throne, even if it was out of good intentions, who would listen?

This world is like this, people must not only have a noble status, but also have corresponding power......

The leading escort walked ahead, found a hotel in the town, and dismounted to greet the rest.

"Your Highness, there is still half a day's journey to the royal capital, let's rest here for one night first, and then set off tomorrow morning."

The chief of the guard was a middle-aged man in his thirties, named Tadio, with thick eyebrows and beard, and a weather-beaten appearance.

Brian understood the meaning of the other party's words, it was an order he had given, not an inquiry about what he meant.

Brian couldn't help but sigh with emotion, how miserable this Mohr was, a small captain of the guard dared to poke and poke and shout secretly.

In fact, this also indirectly represents that there is someone behind this chief of guards, otherwise no matter how bold a chief of guards is, he would not dare to be rude to the royal family.

The backstage is not small.

Brian figured out the joint, nodded slightly, didn't care that the guards looked rude, and didn't show too much obedience, and got out of the carriage with the knight Evans and the butler Tavien.

When the two young innkeepers heard the commotion, they trotted out, and when they saw the group riding horses and carriages, they knew that they were extraordinary.

The two of them looked at each other and found Brian, who was the most luxuriously dressed in the group, and hurriedly put his hand on his chest and bent down to salute.

"Your Excellency."

"Well, lead the way." Brian bowed, he was not used to such etiquette, but he still reluctantly responded according to the picture in his memory.

"Master Xie." The two immediately got up, one was responsible for the reception, and the other was responsible for pulling the horses and placing them.

Entering the hotel, the layout and decoration of the interior looks like an abandoned house in a traditional ghost movie to Brian.

In addition to the visible dust, many of the wooden utensils used for dining have been seriously damaged.

As if he didn't see the disgust in Brian's eyes, the hotel staff kept a distance from everyone and asked:

"My lord, how many rooms do you need?"

Brian randomly counted the number of people, they were a group of 8 people, and there was no double room in this world, so he said:

"Give us 8 connecting rooms."

The hotel handyman was stunned for a moment, his body bent slightly, and he hesitated to speak:

"My lord, we have a small place here, there are only 5 rooms on the first floor, how about 4 rooms on the upper and lower floors?"

"Yes." Brian didn't care too much about that.

The handyman did the math:

"My lord, the cost is 8 baud."

It's pretty cheap. Brian commented in his heart, and then looked at his butler, Tavien.

Tavien understood, took out a small sack, took out eight brass coins with crossed swords from it, and handed them to the innkeeper.

There are many types of currency in the Kingdom of Bertrand, and they are all coins, but the material and volume are different, and they are converted to the following currencies:

1 Kuhn = 2 Herro = 24 Lolita = 48 Blue = 288 Sana.

1 baud = 2 charr = 10 lorita = 120 sana = 1/10 silver = 1/200 gold.

And the average monthly income of an ordinary person in the Bertrand Kingdom is about 3 silver coins.

Accepting Potter, the hotel handyman smiled at the corner of his mouth and asked:

"Do you want to eat? The food we had here was very good in the whole town of Rodva. ”

Brian was noncommittal, but nodded anyway, and said to Tavien, the butler:

"You can order some food, and Evans and I will go and see the room."

After Tavien nodded in agreement, Brian looked at the handyman and motioned for him to lead the way.

The handyman glanced at his companion who had just entered the door outside, smiled and agreed, and walked in front of Brian and Evans.

"My lord, go this way!"

Walking to the sitting room on the first floor, the handyman pushed open a door and stretched out his hand to turn half a circle:

"My lord, your rooms are these four, and the four corresponding upstairs."

"I know, I'll see for myself next, you go get busy." Brian nodded and casually dismissed the handyman.

Then he looked at his knight:

"Let's go Evans, let's go in and have a look."

"Yes, Your Highness." Evans placed one hand on the hilt of his sword and followed closely behind Brian.

The interior of the room is very simple, except for the bed and cabinets, there are only wooden walls.

Brian bent his fingers and tapped on the wall, the sound crisp and loud, hollow.

"Evans, are all Bertrand hotels like this?"

More Engeldo knew very little about the outside world, and Brian had no memory of it, so he wanted to ask about the hotels in the Kingdom of Evans Bertrand.

Evans took a closer look at the room and replied:

"Back to Your Highness. It's about the same, and the hotels in the royal capital can't be much better. ”

"I got it......"

"Ahh

Before Brian could finish his sentence, he heard a terrible scream coming from the door of the hotel, sounding like a handyman in the hotel.

He frowned, wanting to go out to see the situation, but saw the old butler Tavien running over in a panic, and the wrinkles on his forehead were much more.

"Your Highness, the head of the guard, Tadio, beat the handyman of the inn!"

"Huh?" Brian didn't rush to conclusions, instinctively sensing that there was something wrong with it.

"You speak slowly, speak clearly."

"That's your Highness." Tavien gasped, his white hair stopped fluttering, and continued:

"Tadio told the hotel handyman who you were to say who you were, and that you were going to get back the money you had just paid for the room and the meal, and that you would be the king of Bertrand in a few days, how dare a small hotel take your money."

"It's kind of interesting." Brian murmured.

After realizing that he had crossed over, and was still in such a sensitive identity and special environment, Brian kept an eye on everything and thought more about everything.

And this sudden incident, in his opinion, is either stupid or bad, and there are two speculations:

1. Tadio is a fool who can do anything for the sake of money, and can do anything.

2. This incident was deliberately done by Tadio in order to damage his image in the minds of the people.

Of course, all this is just speculation, and Brian can't make an accurate judgment.

"This guy, how can he attack the people because of this kind of thing!" When Evans heard this, his face instantly filled with uncontrollable anger, and he was about to go out to Tadio for a review.

But he had barely taken a step when he was stopped by Brian.

"Your Highness, why are you stopping me? Aren't you angry? Evans was stunned, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, his chest continued to rise and fall, and the hand holding the sword became tighter and tighter.

Looking at his knight's reaction, and what he said, Brian was even more sure of his second guess.

Mor Engeldo is kind in nature, and his first reaction in a similar situation is to step forward and help the weak and kind party. But it is only to help, and rarely to punish the evil side.