Cesare was thinking about it when Anya, who was beside him, suddenly said heartily. "Okay, I'll agree to your request." Cesare looked shocked, he didn't know what the sword was worth, but it was much more expensive than a trip anyway, but Anya continued.

"I can give you both gold and this sword, but we need to get to our destination before handing it over to you."

Claudius hesitated for a moment. "Well, that sounds reasonable." He lowered the brim of his hat. "Not only are you beautiful, but you are so generous, I don't know how lucky a man must be to marry a perfect girl like you."

It sounded like nothing more than a flamboyant compliment, but the corners of Anya's mouth smiled awkwardly. "Can we get in the car now?"

"Absolutely! Please come with me, both of you. Claudius tilted her head and smiled, and the face cloth on her face slanted with her.

Cesare had a very bad impression of him, extremely bad, but it was still important to hurry, and if he had to go on foot or wait for the next passing carriage, the cost of time would be unimaginable.

He followed Claudius to the carriage as he looked at Anya's face.

The girl's expression remained unchanged as usual, making Cesare wonder if the sword was not as precious as she had imagined, and Anya even turned her head and smiled sweetly when she realized that Cesare was looking at her.

"Lawson, go lock up the cat, get in the car and get ready to go." Claudius shook his hand and said, and the freak named Rosen immediately moved, and dragged the lion into the last carriage.

Cesare had thought that the man's brain had shrunk to the point where he could not think properly, but now it seemed that Rosen could understand some basic communication.

The carriage of the first carriage was half a body taller than the height of an adult, but fortunately Cesare and Anya were in the driver's seat, and Anya stepped on Cesare's shoulder and jumped on the roof, turned around and grabbed Cesare's hand, and the two easily flipped on. The iron carriage is very strong, and there is no risk of collapsing when you run and jump on it.

Claudius also kindly handed Cesare and Anya some thick blankets to protect them from the wind on the roof of the car, which is a good choice for cushioning or wrapping around their bodies.

The lions were put in the cage of the carriage at the rear, and the young child laborers got into place, and one of them, a little girl with brown hair with a dirty face, was the driver of the last carriage.

Even though the reins were almost as thick as her arm, her familiar posture and the scars on her arms were enough to prove that she had been up to the job for a long time. Next to her sat another child laborer, who looked a little younger than her.

The carriage in the middle was also driven by a child labourer, but Cesare looked closely at the child's face and saw that the child's face was full of wrinkles and beards, and it took a moment for him to realize that it was a short-legged dwarf.

It's not an adjective for gallon's height, but a real person with a disability. The carriage he was driving was filled with piles of miscellaneous items and props for the show, with the crippled Lawson and the few remaining child laborers huddled on the edge of the board, and the lighter children sitting on top of the cover.

Finally the first carriage in which Cesare and Anya were in charge was driven by the head of Claudius himself, and the three carriages drove up the dirt road in an orderly manner, the circus flags fluttered in the wind, the sound of horses' hooves echoed through the forest, and the convoy set off smoothly towards the west side of the forest.

Anya sat at the front of the carriage, her hands propped behind her back, her legs half-dangling beside Claudius's head. "There are so few people in your circus, what kind of show can you perform?" Anya asked curiously, but her question made Claudius's face turn ugly, as if she had been poked in the spot.

"We used to have a lot of people, and there were many more carriages than we do now, but life was not good, and most of them dispersed." Claudius said as he drove the carriage, and rubbed the tip of his nose with another free hand.

"But it's not bad right now, we have the biggest cat in the world, and the ugliest woman in the world, and somebody will pay for it."

looked at the lion in the cage at the end, and Lawson in a woman's dress. "But it's not a cat but a lion, and the one in the dress isn't a woman, he's ugly because he's a poor man with a brain disability, and you're lying."

Anya blinked, and Claudius's words confused her.

"Perhaps, but not everyone knows what a lion looks like, and besides, we have a bunch of cute dwarfs, don't we? Did you notice the beard on that dwarf's face? Claudius clucked.

"That's just a bunch of child laborers and an adult dwarf, sir! I've seen dwarves, they live in caves, both men and women, with big beards! ”

Anya expressed her opinion forcefully, her eyes unwavering, as if she had really seen something that didn't exist.

Cesare inadvertently looked at the gnome driving behind him, as if he had heard someone commenting on him, and the gnome nervously raised his head to peek at the side, his cuffs showing numerous scars from the whipping.

Anya continued, these wonderful creatures turned on the switch of an abnormal nerve in her brain. "In fact, I've seen griffins, big-footed giants, people with gills around their necks, and eagles bigger than a wagon, oh yes! And dragons! ”

Like Cesare's reaction, Claudius shook his head disappreciatively. "Whatever you want, I love your imagination, maybe I should sink that bolognese scrap into the river and make you a storyteller."

Cesare heard an unfamiliar name from his mouth, Polognes? It could be the name of one of these child laborers, but it doesn't matter.

After returning to the castle, she will no longer have anything to do with this circus, and there is no need to remember the names of each of them, Claudius's attitude made Anya pout in anger.

"It's not about imagination, the point is that you're lying about someone else's physical disability, and none of the propaganda in this circus is true."

"Who cares? Smart people like you don't come to a freak show at all. Claudius was also a little irritated, but soon realized the rudeness of her tone, and her attitude softened again.

"It's a healthy relationship for the audience to just spend money to laugh at pathetic freaks who use the money they earn from being ridiculed to make a living.

Believe me, it's the natural fate of freaks, it's determined by God, and they have to starve to death if they want dignity. Claudius sneered.

"Including the child laborers, their lives are not worth as much as a breakfast for the two of them, if you feel pitiful, it is better to ask them if they are willing to stay in this circus convoy...... Or their parents' poor-like home. ”

Seeing that Anya and Claudius had been chatting for a long time, Cesare listened to beside him without interjecting, and in addition to the sound of the two talking, only the sound of horses' hooves and the faint sound of the wind remained.

But unconsciously, the sound of horses' hooves became confused and complicated, and something seemed to be constantly moving in the woods on both sides. The flock of birds scattered from the forest, and Anya instantly raised her face to look at the birds, as if she was listening to something.

Cesare then took a closer look at the sides of the convoy, the carriage moving so fast that it was difficult to see anything to the naked eye, except that it was a human face with a cruel smile hiding behind a tree, flashing from view.

"Mr. Claudius, you don't know anyone in this woods, do you?"

"Huh? Of course not, you mean ......" Claudius gasped, he realized something, but it was already too late.

Before the carriage with the lion in front of it could react to what was happening, an arrow flew directly through the little groom's head, killing the little girl, and the impact fell off the carriage with the corpse.

The child laborer next to him was covered in scarlet, and his instinctive shrill screams resounded throughout the convoy, and everyone, including the horses and lions, realized that danger was coming, and the neighing and roaring continued.

"! There are robbers! Hurry up and run! Claudius roared loudly, and he lowered himself and slammed the reins to make the carriage go faster.

The sudden acceleration almost caused Cesare and Anya to fall out of the car, but they managed to climb down in time and hold on to the edge of the car to stabilize their bodies. At this critical moment, Anya poked her head out and asked Claudius curiously. "There are no trade routes here, and there are few pedestrians, so why are there robbers?"

The flying arrows pierced the air overhead, piercing the board with a rain-like crunch.

"It's not because this forest is notorious and unmanaged, the army doesn't care, and the local families are silent, but the prisoners who fled from all over the country want to escape arrest in this hellish place, and over time they get into a gang."

Claudius muttered, swearing fiercely. "You shouldn't have stayed where you stood for that long!"

Just said that Claudius's business was like a robbery, and now he has encountered real robbers. Cesare did not have time to lament how unlucky he was, and a group of ragged robbers rushed straight from the woods to the convoy on fast horses.

They held the blades of swords in their hands, and their faces were ugly and their yellowed teeth were so frightened that the carriage behind them lost control on the spot, and the little coachman died, and the children in the deputy seat were so frightened that they only felt wet under their crotch, and their limbs were stiff and could not hold the reins at all.

As the horses neighed, the rearmost cage tilted to one side after a bump and tumbled into the woods with a scream, disappearing.