When the convoy approached the border of the Duchy of Flanders, it was already dark.
Ella and the others got out of the carriage one after another.
The coachman shouted from the front: "Guests, do you really want to get off here? I heard you are going to the port in Flanders, right? It's still several days' drive away, so I don't need to take you all the way there.
What? Even if you want to do something in the city ahead, let me take you to the city. It will take midnight to walk from here to the city."
"That's enough, please leave quickly and don't mention us to anyone."
A member of the Ancient Abrahamic Church went up to settle the bill. Since they could participate in the auction, they would not be short of money. In fact, there were many wealthy businessmen among this group of people. People like Habiba and Gottfrey were as poor as
Quite an exception.
The coachman took the money, shook his head and said "a bunch of weirdos" and drove the carriage away.
"What's the progress of each department?"
After the carriage had gone far, the old man who was the first to stand up to protect the "Chariot Ascension Technique" came to the crowd with a lantern and asked. His name was Art, and he was elected to this team because he was the oldest.
leader.
Everyone communicated with each other for a while, and they all replied, "It's all done!"
"Thank you Lord for your blessing!" the old man sighed, then lowered his head and began to pray. Everyone imitated his example and began to pray together.
Ella sat on the ground, staring at the unfinished calculations on the manuscript paper, and pulling her hair hard.
After the old man finished praying, he shouted to Ella: "So, Miss Ella, which direction should we go next?"
Ella fell back to the ground with a "thud", and everyone was startled. They were about to rush over to help her up, but saw Ella rolling on the ground holding her head: "Ah! It can't be calculated! It can't be calculated at all.
!too difficult!"
"Um...Ella?"
Ella sat up with a roar. Just when everyone thought she had heard the old man's voice, she started writing calculations on the paper again.
"Hey, little girl, can you hear me?"
"Or not!"
Ella tore off the paper with a "brush".
"Ella? Ella? Ella?"
The old man called three times in a row, but Ella still didn't respond. When someone came up and poked her, she trembled as if waking up from a dream.
"Gu...? Where's the carriage? Why did I fall off the carriage?"
"Well... we have just arrived at the border of the Duchy of Flanders. The carriage has already left."
The old man awkwardly explained the current situation to Ella, and then continued to ask:
"Are we going to Flanders by boat next? Or are we going to Stade by land?"
In order to avoid being hunted by the Alemannic Federation, they kept changing carriages and routes during this month. In order to prevent spies from revealing their route, the route planning only existed in Ella's mind.
At first, they complained about the chaotic route. But after successfully evading the Alemanni Federation's search teams time and time again, their trust in Aila increased. Even if Aila proposed
No matter how unreasonable the next stop is, they can easily accept it.
"Gu... where to go... have you completed the deciphering work?"
"Already done."
"To practice this...what kind of technique, are there any special location requirements?"
The old man didn't know why Ella asked this question, so he answered honestly: "Just sit down."
Ella hammered her hand: "Okay then, let's go to Aquitaine next stop."
"Okay...wait a minute! Aquitaine?????"
Those members of the Ancient Abrahamic Church still couldn't help shouting.
Led by Ella, they traveled for a month before finally arriving in Flanders. And Aquitaine was not only completely opposite to the direction to Stade, but more importantly - from Flanders.
To get to Aquitaine, one needs to cross one-third of the Alemannic Federation.
"No... that... why are we going to Aquitaine?" the old man asked stammering, "Even if we want to make the route more tortuous, going to Aquitaine... is too tortuous. What you planned
What does the route actually look like?”
"Huh? I haven't planned a route at all, so the Count of Île-de-France can't predict our route."
"This...this...ok, but Aquitaine is really too far away. If we really go there, we won't be able to reach Stade in another half a year!"
"Our goal from the beginning was not to go to Stade, but to avoid the apostles and the Alemannic Federation, right?" Ella explained, "Anyway, you can practice the "Chariot Ascension Technique" on the carriage.
Then don’t you just wait until you finish your studies and then go to Stade? Why rush to the seaport where we may be searched for?”
"That's it!" Habiba took the lead and clapped his hands, "What a brilliant idea! What a brilliant idea! Come on, let's turn around and go to Aquitaine!"
Gottfried wiped his sweat on the side: "Master, I hear you just want to continue to eat..."
"What are you talking about? We, the members of the Ancient Abraham Church, are all brothers and sisters. Can we call it "cheating" when we eat at our brothers and sisters' homes? The gentlemen are so generous that they want to treat us. Can I not give them face? Come on, let's eat at the next stop.
…Where are we going to find the carriage?”
Everyone thought for a while and felt that what Ella said made sense, so they nodded.
Unexpectedly, a curse suddenly came from the crowd: "You...you...well, you are ruthless, so you are ruthless!"
The owner of the voice was a young man. He took a few steps back and walked out of the crowd. He shouted angrily to the crowd: "My patience has reached its limit! You should hand over the "Chariot Climbing Technique" into my hands immediately!
"
The old man was slightly surprised: "You are... Jochebed of Zebulun? Why are you..."
But I saw the young man named Jokibe pointing at Ella with a trembling finger, looking like he was about to cry: "I don't understand! I just made a random comment and I don't know the mayor of Lubeck, why can you
Do you think that there are spies reporting to the Alemannic Federation? No one is reporting to the Alemannic Federation! If you evade capture, can you go to Stade as soon as possible? It has been a month! We have already circled France.
It’s been running around the island for a month! Even if it’s just a mosquito, it’s time to fly to Stade!”
"Gu...so there are no spies?"
Ella muttered softly. She has never been very good at identifying this kind of thing.
"So, Joakim, you know the mayor of Lübeck?" the old man asked, "Then why didn't you tell me before?"
"Of course, I know him. I asked him to send and photograph "The Technique of Chariots to the Sky". I don't understand the Hebrew code, so I used this method to find you - I was willing to use that outrageous method.
The person who bought this book at a high price must know the secret of this book."
Jochebed stared at the "Chariot Ascension Technique" that was divided into three parts, with greedy light shining in his eyes.
"Okay, now that the deciphering is completed, let's quickly return it to its original owner?"
