The procession of carriages slowly marched along the wide but endless road. The carriage was jolting and jolting, the wooden wheels made a 'clanging' sound, and although the ground was flat, it must have been a dirt mountain road, always potholed.

Suddenly, there was a 'click' crack, and in the convoy, the axle of one carriage was broken, and the driver of the car grabbed the reins, and the other cars in front and behind stopped with it.

"What's wrong?"

"The axle is broken. ”

Hillariel stepped out of the royal blue carriage behind him, and his two ladies peeked in the carriage and did not come out.

"Can it be fixed?" asked Hillariel.

These drivers are all veterans of his family, and it goes without saying that the driving skills are self-explanatory, and they are also experts in repairing horse-drawn carriages. The coachman nodded and said, "It can be repaired, but the axle is broken and has to be replaced, it will take some time, about twenty minutes to repair." ”

"Hmm...... Let's just have a meal here. Hillalel said to the servants, "Go and tell everyone to come down and make a fire and cook." ”

"Yes. The two servants parted ways and beckoned, "Come down and come down, and the master said to make a fire to cook and prepare for dinner." Come down. ”

The mercenaries in the carriage, the servants of the Hilariel family, came down and dug pits in the grass on the left and right sides of the road and started a fire.

Sein jumped out of the car, let out a long breath, jumped in the middle of the road, pulled the corners of his clothes and pants, and rubbed his numb ass.

The mercenary next to him followed with the same action, and said with a listless look: "Eat, hurry, eat, hurry, and sleep every day." Then he ate, and walked, and ate, and walked, and slept. Such days have faded out of the smell of birds, and how long will it take to get to the end? He let out a long yawn, having just woken up from the carriage, with eye droppings still sticking to his eyelashes.

Sein tilted his head to look at him and said, "Don't complain, peace is the best reward, and you should remember that." ”

"But it's still boring, it's so far away, it's so peaceful that nothing happens. If we had arrived at our destination safely, wouldn't Mr. Hillariel hire us for nothing? When the time comes, you have to ask someone to get the money. I'm so embarrassed. ”

Bimoyer is a man of few words, Iveco is even more reticent, and Sain, though enthusiastic, wants to tell his story with everyone. But I talked about it for more than two months. No amount of stories will sound boring.

The mercenaries each grumbled. Talking about it.

When Hillariel heard their words, he smiled: "If you really want to arrive safely, I will give you more money." Make up for your boring following me all the way. ”

The mercenaries smiled and said with a shy face: "Listen, listen, this is the broad boss, the great good man, not only to take care of our bodies all the way, but also to worry about our mental sin." Mr. Hillaryl, I learned today what it means to be generous, to be helpful, and to take care of us who are poor. ”

"Yes, yes, you are a good person, a great philanthropist, and those rich and unkind guys are so ashamed that they commit suicide compared to you. ”

Everyone, you say a word to me, and you just say some good and obedient words that flatter and shoot horses without spending money. Naturally, Hillariel heard a lot of these words, and she didn't care, but laughed with everyone and had a good time with everyone.

When the food was ready, they sat down in five large circles and chatted and enjoyed it, and Hillalel ordered the servants to take two crates of good wine from the cart and divide them among them. He spends most of his time dining alone in the car with his two ladies, but sometimes he laughs and laughs with everyone.

Everyone looked at Hillariel on the left and right with a beautiful lady hugging her, and their eyes were really hot, but they were only envious, not jealous. At this time, a person appeared on the road coming this way, this person was used to walk, and he did not ride a mount to ride a demonic beast, and he looked a little depressed.

He came to a stop outside the convoy and couldn't help but cover his stomach when he saw the people on the ground eating. He hesitated for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "Which of you is the owner of the convoy?" ”

Hillariel saw the man from afar, put down the food in his hand and walked over, and his two wives followed along with Vicodo and Sain. Hillariel glanced at the man, who was brown-haired, in his mid-thirties, wearing a long blue-gray trench coat, dark blue pants and black leather shoes, his clothes were stained with a lot of dust and mud, and in some broken places, he carried a large sword about one meter eight long, about one meter and eight long, and he was as tall as him, and some white strips of cloth were wrapped around the hilt of the sword, which made the sword easier to grasp.

He asked Hillalel, "Are you the owner of this convoy?"

"Is there anything wrong with you?"

The man with the big sword still said in his low voice, "I haven't eaten for two days, can I borrow one from you?" ”

Hillariel looked at him again, glanced at Iveco next to him, and saw Iveco nodding before saying, "Okay, let's dine together, you are in such a hurry." ”

The man with the sword on his back said, "There is a small town further ahead, and I will give it back to you when I get there." ”

"No, come on. ”

In this way, there was one more person in the team to eat, and the mercenaries tried to ask his identity as they did their duty, but this person only buried his head in the meal and did not say a word, and the mercenaries could not ask any more.

After the meal, Hillariel invited the man with the sword to ride in the carriage, but the man refused, and he followed behind him as the carriage went ahead, not far or far. Iveco felt that this person was behaving abnormally, and was worried about what would happen, so he asked everyone to be vigilant, but nothing happened along the way.

This walk lasted almost seven hours before he reached the small town that the man with the sword on his back said. He told Hillariel to wait for him here for a while, and he went to get the money to pay it back. Hillary tells him no, but he doesn't give Hillary a chance to refuse.

After a while, the man with the sword on his back came back, with a bag of money in his hand, but the big sword he was carrying behind his back was gone, and he took a few gold coins from the money bag and handed them to the servant of Hillalel, and asked, "Is it enough?"

Hillariel nodded, "That's enough." ”

The man said thank you and turned to leave.

The attendants wondered, "This man is so rude, the master said that he didn't want his money, and he still had to give money, which is weird." ”

Hillariel glared at the attendant beside him and said unhappily, "Don't gossip about others behind your back." ”

"Yes, yes. The attendant bowed his head and said no more.

Hillariel said to everyone: "Find a hotel to rest, there are more than 20 days to enter the territory of Iffin New Zealand, on the way I received a message from the teacher that he is sick, I don't know how the teacher's condition is, I hope to rush over to see him as soon as possible, safe and sound." ”

......

The airship flew out of the desert and flew between the green mountains and rivers, and in addition to the pilot, only Landing and Joan were left on the boat. In the room, the two of them were resting on the bed, and Randing gently held Joan's chin, looking at each other with affection in their eyes.

"It's good they're gone, it's just the two of us here, I really don't want to go back. ”

Joan smiled and said, "I'm a little thirsty, pour me a glass of wine." ”

There was wine in the room, and more than one bottle, all red wine, on the shelf. Landing kissed her on the lips, got up and walked over to the wine rack, took two glasses, and asked, "Which bottle would you like to drink?"

Joan leaned on the bed, leaning on her cheeks: "That's the bottle, 02." ”

Landing found the '02 wine, uncorked it, poured a quarter into each glass, returned to the bed, and handed one of the glasses to her.

Joan took the glass and said, "If only you could not be jealous and be so gentle and considerate every day." ”

"As long as you don't look at other men, I'm not jealous. Randing handed over the glass and said, "Come, cheers for our two-person world." ”

The glasses of the two touched slightly, and Joan was about to drink when she was stopped by Randin.

"A glass of wine. ”

Joan sneered, and the two men put their arms around each other as they drank their glasses, just as there was a knock on the door of the room. Randing frowned, he didn't like to be disturbed at this time, and so did Joan.

"What's the matter?"

Outside the door, he said, "It's a message from Lord Erbu." ”

Hearing that it was Erbu's message, Randing hurriedly opened the door, took the letter and copied it, sighed and said to Joan: "It seems that our vacation is coming to an end, and the master let us go back as much as possible." ”

Joan smiled reluctantly, her expression a little unnatural.

...... (To be continued......)