The first section of the journey

"Guest, please show us your boarding credentials. The driver of the mail truck said politely.

Ashrufat reached out and took out the document, and the coachman took it and read it softly: "Name: Ashrufat." Number of people: 1 person. Journey: Depart Walloon and pass through ...... After the last, we arrived at Eagle Falcon City. Note: Accommodation and meals along the route have been paid in full ......".

He read the document from cover to cover, confirmed the seal on the back, and handed it back to the guest with the scar on his face. To be honest, although this guest is not bad-looking, this scar on his face is really eye-catching. And it's the kind of scar that can be seen at a glance, caused by the weapon.

"Yes, Mr. Essrubat, please come in. If you can, please put your travel bag under your seat. ”

Ashrufat stepped into the carriage as he spoke. This is a chamber of commerce's mail car - in this country, the mail car is a good travel option in terms of price, comfort, speed, etc., and even the best choice in general, and it is also the way for most people who travel far away. Of course, this is based on the excellent road system of the Kingdom of Gruni. In other countries, the situation is not so good.

In this carriage, there were already three guests. With the addition of Ashrufat, it is four people. This is also standard with a mail car. Eshurufat greeted his traveling companions politely, starting from Walloonia, the main city of North County, and arriving at the royal city of Eagle Falcon, it would take about twenty days. In the past twenty or so days, he is afraid that he will have to spend it with these traveling companions.

He sat down and tucked his modest duffel bag under his seat. Although Ashrufat must have had many experiences of long journeys (or long marches), it was the first time he had taken a mail truck.

Of the three traveling companions, sitting across from Ashrufat was an old man of considerable age. The old man had short hair, no beard, and no crutches or anything like that, so he kept his eyes closed and recuperated. When Ashruphat came in, the old man opened his eyes slightly and glanced at Ashrufat, but he immediately closed them.

Although Ashrufat judged that the old man was almost old, he also understood that the years had not left too cruel marks on him. His physical strength is obviously still very strong, and I'm afraid it's no problem to push the cart halfway.

Next to the old man (that is, diagonally opposite Ashrufat) was a small, middle-aged man. He had a mustache and played with a few small marbles without saying a word. When Ashrufat came in to say hello, the little man nodded slightly in return, and then continued to immerse himself in his game of marbles. In particular, his skills are excellent. A few marbles seemed to have life and spirituality in his hands, and it was dazzling to go up and down.

Next to Ashrufat was a chubby, brown-haired young man. This person is not your average fat person - some people's obesity is concentrated in the stomach, but this person is completely different. He is the kind of fat who is fat all over his body, not only his head is fat and his ears are big, his belly is round, and even his whole body is full of meat, and even his five fingers are particularly short and thick. But the young man was dressed differently. He was wearing a dark red high-end dress, and a circle of white lace was specially wrapped around the neckline and sleeves. In addition to this, a sacred symbol is depicted on the chest of his garment, the kind commonly found in the church.

"Ladies and gentlemen, if there is no other delay, we are leaving. The coachman shouted at the inside of the carriage.

The four travelers exchanged glances with each other. "Let's go. The little man stuck his head out the window and screamed.

"Guys, introduce myself, my name is Akin, Ajin Birg. The little fat man said. "I am the son of the president of the Dominar Chamber of Commerce. He said in a very ostentatious tone. "This time I'm going to the royal city, Eagle Falcon City. ”

"Chamber of Commerce?" the little man stopped. "I thought the chambers of commerce were all rich people and wouldn't come to the mail truck. ”

"Ha, it's easy to go out with a few retinues, but wouldn't that cost you an extra business trip?" Ah Jin didn't seem to realize the other party's coldness at all, "In addition, there are carriages, coachmen, and so on. This can save a lot of money. ”

"My name is Qiang. The little man said. "I'm going to get out of the car soon. He didn't seem to care about the others and began to play with his marbles.

"My name is Cross. The same people who are about to get off the bus. The old man replied. He seemed to only want to say so much, and when he was done, he closed his mouth and eyes.

"My name is Ashrufat, and I'm also going to Eagle City. Ashrufat said.

"Oh, what are you doing?" Akin, however, was a little interested in Ashrufat. He looked at Ashrufat, the scar that crossed the bridge of his nose might not be "disfigured", but at least it made Ashrufat's face stand out.

"Mercenaries. Ashrufat said simply.

"Unarmed mercenaries?" asked Arkin.

"This time it's a long trip, not a war. Ashrufat replied.

"Walloon City really doesn't need any weapons here. But if you go east, "Cross, who had just closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, "the law and order will get worse and worse." The area bordering the Heath in the northeast is even full of dangers. Going out without a weapon is not a good option. ”

"I'm just going to Eagle City. Ashrufat said.

"It's not a quiet place either. The old man continued. "That city is full of obscenity and disorder. There is light and darkness, and all kinds of dangers flow among those who have drifted there. If you don't carry a dagger in your arms, you won't be able to go out at night. ”

"Really?" Ashrufat smiled. "Then when I get there, the first thing I do is buy myself the right weapon. ”

"What are you doing there?" the old man suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Ashrufat with a gaze that looked like a sharp blade.

"One of my elders got me a position there. Ashrufat replied.

That's the end of the conversation. The wheels of the carriage kept rolling. The old man named Close continued to close his eyes, the self-proclaimed little man continued to play with his marbles, Akin looked out the window boredly, and Ashrufat took out a book and read it in the carriage.

"Oh, the history books?" Ajin suddenly approached Ashrufat. "I didn't expect the mercenaries to see these too. ”

"It's just a little hobby. Ashrufat said. Ah Jin leaned over, and he immediately put away the book.

To be honest, Ah Jin is actually good-looking. He's fat for fat, but belongs to the disgusting type that is fat and a little cute rather than fat. But the kind of temperament that he has all over his body, the kind of cheesiness that boasts about his wealth and shows off his victory on the rich son is really unlikeable. So Ashrufat instinctively avoided him. Of course, this action was immediately noticed by Ah Jin.

"Are you doing this?" said Akin, looking at Ashrufat with a special gaze. "It's better to have a good relationship with the rich first. ”

Ashrufat turned sideways, pretended not to hear, and continued reading.

Time passed imperceptibly in the rolling of the wheels of the carriage. Looking out the car window, they could see that they had left Wallonia and were now in a neighboring town. This is the first stop they pause and where they have lunch.

Jon and Cross weren't lying. Because the destination of both of them is in this town. The two men got out of the car with their luggage. In this case, there are actually only two people in the town who have to have lunch in the town, Ah Jin and Ashrufat. The carriage soon came to the door of a small restaurant in the town. Afterwards, Ashrufat and Akin were taken to a table in the hotel. The coachman had his own arrangements, and a menu was delivered to two people.

"What! Is this the only thing you can eat when you're out and about?" Ah Jin complained as he read the menu. "It's a weight loss package!" he tossed the menu aside. "I'm going to change a few dishes!"

The shopkeeper immediately smiled. "You can order whatever you want, and we'll offset the original price before letting you pay." ”

Ah Jin didn't hesitate to order a bunch of dishes. After a short wait, a lunch with a much richer menu than before, was served. Although it is said to be a small shop, the color and fragrance are very good, and it is very desirable. Ashrufat took a small bite of each dish in the manner of a most dietetic eater, while Akin unceremoniously feasted on it.

Just in between meals, a bunch of people came in outside. It was noon, and it was normal for someone to come to the restaurant for dinner. But these guys are the kind of ruffians who can be seen at a glance, and everyone has a guy with them.

A few scoundrels noisily came to the table next to Ashrufat's and took their seats. Ashrufat noticed that several of the ordinary guests next to him, whose dishes had not yet been served, had changed tables one after another to avoid the scoundrels.

The scoundrels don't care about that. They joked and joked together with a rude tone and an arrogant attitude, and seemed to be in a good mood. They speak with a strong local accent and speak so quickly that it is difficult to understand what they are saying for a moment. Regardless, Ashrufat heard words like "hurry up," "it's funny," and "he's made a fortune."

It felt as if they had just extorted a sum of money from somewhere. Or maybe they went out and succeeded in killing and robbing, but Ashrufat was still very suspicious of the latter. Although this place is not as peaceful as Brasian, the law and order should not be so bad.

I don't know if Lu Dao was busy or deliberate, and after a long time, the guy didn't come up to greet these new guests. The scoundrels' excited expressions slowly faded. They shouted to their men as they probed around. Since the other guests had avoided all around, their attention naturally stayed on the table of Ashrufat.

Akin's vulgar and flamboyant outfit immediately caught the attention of the scoundrels.

"Hey...... Hey, it's you, it's you, young master. One of the scoundrels closest to them said to Akin. "You seem to be eating quite high-end ingredients!"

Ah Jin was wiping his mouth there, and he just squinted at the scoundrel and didn't answer.

"Hey, looks like you're a businessman. Do you want me to teach you the secret to making your business prosperous?" said the scoundrel, with a lewd smile on his lips.

"I've known this for a long time. Ah Jin smiled disdainfully. "It's just less to deal with poor people like you. ”

To tell the truth, this sentence made Ashrufat impressed. No matter how you look at it, this little fat man named Ah Jin doesn't look like a Lian family, he actually dares to take the initiative to provoke these hooligans?

"Give you three colors and you'll start a dye shop!" the scoundrel jumped to his feet, revealing the sword he was carrying.

"A bunch of idiots. Ah Jin was calm, at least without fear on his face. "Do you think a good man like me would go out alone without an escort?" he turned his face to Ashrufat. "Ashrufat, teach them a lesson, as long as you don't beat them to death!"