When she woke up in the morning to pack up her tent and tarp, Mira noticed that the sky in the distance was bright, and although the scenery was beautiful, it also indicated that the weather would probably not be sunny all the time.

Joshua and Amonica didn't even own horses, so it was impossible for them to ride them. However, at the beginning of the road, the terrain was not suitable for horses due to rain and human activity, but fortunately the group was not in a hurry, so they enjoyed a leisurely walk from morning to noon.

This made the merchants who were often passing by hurriedly worried that the arrival of the storm would prevent the cargo ship from going to sea and lose a business, which was full of incomprehension - most of these merchants were not native to Corriconrad, but more from the interior of the Soradin Heights, close to the mountains, and traded furs and various mineral resources for wealth.

The typical Corikonrad are mercenaries, and their customs are very different from those of any country in the south or even on the entire West Coast, and in a way, the inhabitants of this small city-state kingdom bear some resemblance to the people to which our white-haired Roan maidens belong.

The only thing that distinguishes them from the Luo'an people is that they shrewdly led the flames of war away from their own doorstep, and while wealth continued to arrive, it did not bring hatred and crisis.

This may have something to do with the small size of Corikonla, but if it also had a territory as large as the former kingdom of Loan, perhaps all this would be different - back to the same place.

The weather changed between one and two o'clock in the afternoon, and within a few minutes the sky was covered with dark clouds. Then, when the four of them hurriedly took out their cloaks and just put them on, the raindrops of beans fell down in a stream.

"Hold on to the saddle!" "Walk here." "The laid-back morning took some time. However, it was almost time to get to the first hotel in front of me, and the rain looked like it was going to get heavier and heavier. Henry made a decisive decision, Mira took Amonica and Joshua with him, and the four of them rode their horses and immediately began to run.

"Ahh "The thighs should be clamped. The white-haired girl Louan turned around and shouted, Amonica, who had no experience, almost fell down as soon as she came up, but fortunately the horse the girl was riding on was quite docile, so there was no big problem.

"Go!" she kicked the horse's stomach with her heel and motioned for it to move forward, and sure enough, the rain grew heavier. There were no other pedestrians on the road. The mud was not hard enough and the wet rain was easy to fall to the ground with the horses when they ran at full speed, so they did not use full speed, and even then the horses could move far faster than humans could do, and for longer than that.

After more than two hours of driving, the nervous first horseback ride made Amonica feel like she was about to fall apart, compared to Joshua on the other side, who was much better, perhaps because of his mastery of physical coordination as a swordsman.

......The roadside inn itself is a brick and stone structure, with a light brown brick roof and rainwater cascading down the sloping structure - but the horse barn next to it is not so good, it is a simple shed made of log pillars and straw. The wooden manger was fastened with nails between two pillars, away from the ground. The huge tank outside was rippled by the rain and because it was in the wilderness, a fence made of bamboo, about half a man's high, covered a considerable area and enclosed the entire hotel and nearby premises to prevent wild animals from stealing food or attacking livestock.

"Shh "The horses that stopped stamped and splashed a lot of muddy water. Henry's great sword behind his back startled the young horse boy standing in front of the stable, but when he realized that the other party was only here to supply the diners, he enthusiastically came over to help hold the reins.

"Just pay for the forage at the inn!" because the rain was so loud that the boy raised his head and shouted loudly. Henry nodded at him. Joshua groped his way over and joined Mira to help Amonica get off the horse.

Because of her hands, the blonde girl hung the corner of her cloak on the saddle. When she dismounted, she lifted her cloak directly, and the clothes inside were wet, and secondly, she almost fell straight down. "Hey!" Mira grabbed her hand. finally helped stabilize her, but the white-haired girl immediately frowned at her.

"You're in the rain, your hands are so cold, let's go to the hotel to take a shower later." "Ugh...... Good. Amonica was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and Joshua on the other side took her hand, and then the three of them carefully removed the luggage and supplies from the horse, and walked in first.

"Rustle. "The boy brought dry grass from the other side of the stable, and although there was some grass growing in Corry Conrad, there was no plain where it could afford so many horses, so most of it was harvested and brought from the south, but fortunately it was not very expensive because it was everywhere and in close proximity.

Dried grass should be kept away from the moisture of the ground and in a ventilated place, because soaked, smelly or moldy grass can cause problems in the horse's gastrointestinal function, emaciation or even illness, and they need to be cared for as much as any other thing.

"Bang-"

The houses in the Cori Conrad area, due to the local climatic conditions, all have steep pointed roofs and a covered rain eaves at the entrance.

Timber and stone hotels are more breathable, and due to the strength of the structure, they are rarely built to more than four floors. So usually in order to accommodate more guests, the area will be larger. It is said that the idea of using the first floor as a tavern and dining room was developed precisely because of this characteristic - all in all, when our protagonist and his party of four walked in. They found it full of people.

The inn is not small anymore, run down the wide avenue, and then turn left to see it, the hotel is surrounded by a bamboo fence as we said earlier, but the main entrance facing the main road is open and guests are welcome to enter.

Despite the size of the area, the first floor of the hotel was already full on such a rainy day, and only a few empty tables were located in the dark corners.

The firelight flickered. The smell of burning candles made of animal fat is mixed with other flavors, but people of this era have long been accustomed to it.

Wealthy people would add spices to candles to mask the smell, which is actually where the so-called scented candle comes from, but for many more people, it's just a lighting appliance.

"Hey, guest, please take off your cloak and hang it on a hook!" the four men who pushed the door in caught the attention of the boss, and he shouted loudly, apparently worried that the rain on the wet cloak would drip all over the place. Causes mold indoors.

Henry turned his head, as did the others, and the walls of the first floor of the inn were lined with a whole row of wooden hooks, polished and smooth. Then they were nailed to the wall, and by now they were covered with many cloaks—mostly black, some green.

The structure is made of wood instead of iron. In addition to the important factor of cost savings, there is also the reason why iron hooks tend to break the cloak.

"Oh my God!" exclaimed as the four of them unbuckled their cloaks and walked to the front of the bar. It comes from a middle-aged man with a mustache who looks like a chubby merchant of Lamanite descent who seems to have noticed Joshua's hair color and the badge of the orange card. But it also has its sights set on Henry and Mira.

"Joshua, the blind swordsman, with the solver of the Monroe Magician incident!"

Red-haired people are not very rare here, but with the eye-catching orange tag and this name, it immediately attracted the attention of quite a few people, but if this is so, what does the latter half refer to?

Most of the people present in the tavern on the first floor at this moment are low-level green and blue mercenaries, and even a few merchants are only from the interior of the Soradin Heights to the port to trade across the oceans - Monroe is a city they have only heard of and have never been to, and it is time for leisure time, and the appearance of the black, white, red and gold quartet and the presence of the famous local Joshua have indeed attracted a lot of attention, so they all ran forward to listen to the merchant's story.

"I'm also hearsay! That's what the artisans who fled from the Crant Civil Unrest told me when they were drinking......

The chubby merchant with the mustache began to foam at the mouth, and many people gathered around him and began to listen to the story, and Mila in front of him rubbed her temples helplessly, while Henry smiled slightly, and then began to place orders with the boss.

"Potato flour cakes, boiled seasonal vegetables, is the meat chicken, also have a plate, drink some juice, and eggs are also good. After ordering the dishes, the group came to a table next to them, and the place of the merchant on that side was very lively, but some of the keywords he popped up, such as the wizard who could not be stopped by hundreds of soldiers, was beheaded by Henry's sword, etc., but made Mira next to him speechless for a while.

- Although the businessman's hearsay was not entirely wrong to some extent, the girl knew deeply that what was in the minds of both the narrator and the listener must be 108,000 miles different from the reality of the time.

"Tell us about it, we're curious. The hotel was also quite busy with almost full guests, and it would take a while for the kitchen at the back to process the food, and Amonica took Joshua's hand to guide him in, and then spoke to the two of them with a look of interest.

"Uh......-huh," Mira hesitated for a moment, glanced at Henry, but the sage had only asked Joshua for the Braille study book, then took out the ink, picked up the candle on the table and a thin wooden skewer and began to make it, without any intention of opening her mouth—the girl looked back at Amonica, smiled, and continued, "Well, but not as exaggerated as he said." ”

"What I want to tell you is the story of a teenager......"

......

Henry concentrated on the production, and the girl began to tell the story of the version she knew about what had happened to Monroe.

Joshua and Amonica listened attentively, the rhythmic sound of the pouring rain on the periphery accompanied by the girl's West Coast lingua franca in the accent of Loan, and a young merchant at a table next to them looked curiously to the side, and after listening to it for a while, he couldn't help but be fascinated.

"Click-" He carefully moved his chair over, sat down and began to listen.

With the first, there will be the second, the third. There were so few things that people could do for entertainment in this day and age that they were keen to listen to a story to be told—especially when the narrator and one of the witnesses to it was a delicate girl.

It rained and rained wildly.

Only a few people choose to continue their journey in this weather situation.

Experienced people will tell you never to underestimate heavy rains in the tropics, as they are often accompanied by winds strong enough to sweep people and horses around, combined with falling trees and flying rocks, and it is best to find a reliable shelter and protect yourself until the end of the storm season in June.

- That's why there are so many people in this hotel.

"Tick-"

Henry touched the ink with the tip of the wooden skewer lightly, and landed exactly above the book.

Because there were so many of them, by the time their early dinner was finally served, Mila had just finished the whole story, and Henry had written a whole page.

“......”

Unlike the atmosphere on the other side, which was still high and many people even started shouting "Kill!" directly, the dozen or so people on this side who had heard the entire story of the book fell silent.

"Click-" The people moved their chairs and slowly walked back to their respective tables.

"I want to ...... Record the story. Joshua said.

The fire flickered, and Henry set aside the ink he had purchased to make room for dinner. (To be continued.) )