The edges of the roads on both sides are covered with wild flowers hanging in white snow. The unique beautiful scenery mixed with fresh colors is obviously more beautiful than the "arrogant" old man in the carriage.

The carriage that left the city was jogging and heading towards a small town called Siken not far from the royal city of Porso. There was a target for a Shire interview.

It was said that it was him rather than the two, because the old Oak tree sitting opposite Shire didn't look like he was on a mission at all.

At this moment, the man's shoulders were tilted, his body shaking with the carriage, and he was buckled on his face with his wrinkled hat and fell into a deep sleep.

Not to mention, the loud snoring sounds seem much weaker and more dull by such a block.

After glanced at the other person, Charles sighed, and then his eyes were placed on the view outside the window again.

From some habits in his hometown, he is still rich in the traditional virtue of respecting the elderly and loving the young. However, he found that despite his hard work, some people really can't respect them...

The coachman's faint shouting was filled with a strong accent of the southern Dulin Kingdom. From time to time, you could see black carriages of the same shape, or manned tools such as ox carriages passing by. Each team was in a hurry, with basically no less than five people.

This is mainly because the public security outside the city is not as good as the city. You can even encounter robbers and beasts on the roadside from time to time, and there are too many people to reflect each other.

Of course, Charles didn't need anyone to show him, and the old man opposite him who seemed to be at risk of not being awake at all times was actually not as fragile as he looked.

[Angus Oak, a senior demon hunter of the Thorn Church, he is about 70-80 years old]

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【He is the inheritor of the Oak God】

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【He doesn't care about your existence】

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"So I can be considered as taking this old man with me." The young man who was watching the window muttered secretly, "enjoying" the current time of traveling with snoring.

However, not long after, a word suddenly came from the opposite side, interrupting his "interest".

"You can get a cane, which makes you more graceful."

He turned his head and found that the old oak tree had woken up at some point. He was grabbing his hat and tidying up his wrinkled brim, and slowly said: "If you remember correctly, the girls in the Kingdom of Akavia like the gentlemen with exquisite walking sticks the most. You can choose Jinshan wood and carve beautiful ancient Also patterns, which are very beautiful.

Striped wood is also OK, but young people like you probably can’t tell the authenticity. There are many fakes in striped wood now.

Of course, it would be even better if you have money to buy a Starbach wood. As long as you stand out in the middle of the night, no matter which girl sees you, she will definitely invite you to have dinner. Yes, the girls in Akavia are so enthusiastic."

The Akavian Empire on the Akavia continent is one of the old powers of this continent. It has strong military strength and its people are very open-minded. Of course, Charles wanted to say that he was not interested in whether or not he was open to girls, but this statement seemed to cause some misunderstanding, so he pretended not to hear it.

This is not because he is rude, but the person on the other side cannot communicate normally. He never answers you any questions you ask him. If you talk to him, he will talk to himself and ignore what others say.

Although the contact was not long, Charles had already understood the essence of this person, such as now.

"I have not been to Dulin for more than ten years. Since I arrived last night, I have always been thinking of Poppy. Before I joined the church in my early years, I served in the army with him, drinking and eating meat, and going to talk to the girls in Akavia, and the relationship was pretty good.

Of course, it is unlikely that you young people like you now understand what their friendship was at that time. They can be said to be very deep. Unfortunately, he was not in Boltso and went to the colony to be casual...

It is said that the poor Poppy was seriously injured by the ambushed and fat black man from Gaoshan Country. I don’t know if it is true or false... I mean, can you open the window? I’m a little breathless. Why are young people nowadays not smart at all…”

It would be strange if you don’t pant so much. Charles smiled and didn’t argue with him. Why didn’t he do it by himself? He reached out and pushed it, and a big hole was opened when the glass window near the old man was approaching.

However, it was not calm outside now. The violent wind suddenly poured into the air brought a floating dandelion and directly penetrated into the mouth of Mr. Oak who was chatting. He stopped talking immediately and spit out the fluff.

"Damn dandelions, I hate dandelions!"

He complained loudly, without any movement, but the small window that had just been opened automatically closed with a creaking sound. This made Charles speechless.

However, Mr. Oak didn't care about his expression. After tidying up the hat in his hand, he put it on his head in a regular manner, then leaned on a crutch and said, "When it comes to Bobby, I suddenly remembered that you are all prince named... What is it? He is the one who exchanged body with a golden retriever by his brother.

You may not know at that time, when he arrived in Chauvin, he made a big joke. I heard that the servant didn't take good care of him, and he broke free from his restraint, and then ran naked to the street to bite people. Although there was no too much noise, many girls planned to sue him for sexual harassment. You know, the girls in Chauvin have always been very conservative, I have seen them before..."

The old man mentioned that Bobby was actually one of the few military power factions in Dulin and the main person in charge of Dulin's colonial continent. God knows how he thought of the "golden retriever" from a general.

So Charles ignored him and let the man chat about gossip or old past events on his own.

Maybe it felt boring, so after talking for a while, the old man smacked his lips, grabbed the top hat and buckled it on his face, tilted his shoulders, and fell asleep again.

The snoring sound came from it within a few seconds, and the speed was very fast.

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I spent the same snoring along the way.

Their destination, Xiken Town, is only half a day away from the Royal City of Porso. During this period, there were no robbers or accidents. The carriage successfully arrived in the town on the edge of a small stream.

Then Charles felt the unusualness here.

In his normal understanding, the atmosphere in this remote and beautiful town should be peaceful and peaceful. However, when he entered the carriage, all the townsmen looked full of anger and helplessness.

"Why should my son pay a quarter of his hard work? The king has never helped him at all. Why didn't he come to care when he was attacked by that damn sniper in his early years?!"

"Listen to me, Nancy, it's best for you to ask your son to come back and raise cows with you. You don't even have a place to live in Porso, and you don't have much wages, and you'll always be detained."

"Yes, I also heard that there seems to be a war there..."

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When the carriage passed by, three women in simple linen clothes were standing at the door of the roadside bakery and complaining. Although they lowered their voices in the middle because of the appearance of the strange carriage, Charles could still hear clearly because of his strong physical fitness.

"She has a loud voice. She must be a good girl when she was young." Grandpa Oak, who woke up after arriving at the destination, muttered, picked up his hat again and began to fiddle with the brim of the hat.

"It is rare to see Chauvin who is so loud, and his gentle voices are so uninteresting. If I met such a girl in my early years, I would definitely fall in love with her at first sight."

Shire was immune to this inexplicable words, and he had no intention of paying attention to the unscrupulous old man. His eyes passed over the complaining three women and kept staring at the bakery on the edge of the street.

He saw an acquaintance or familiar name in the store.

A middle-aged man dressed in an apron and dressed as a bakery owner had secretly visited Fat Earl many times. His appearance is different from what he had seen before, but his name and basic information would not deceive people.

"Sneaking, mingling with Fat Earl again..."

"Did the underground party come here to sell bread?"

Shire was full of suspicion about this, but he didn't pay much attention. After all, in his opinion, this place was just a temporary mission. He finished the interview earlier and went back early, but he didn't have the heart to pay attention to what these sneaky guys wanted to do.
Chapter completed!