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Chapter 339 West Boya City

Drake Kingdom.

Although the Kingdom of Drake is closely adjacent to Prussia, the terrain is completely different, with many mountains and lakes within the territory.

County of Pompeii.

This territory is much larger than Orange, but because it is mostly mountains and lakes, the population is smaller than Orange.

Unlike the King of Prussia, whose prestige is compromised, the King of the Kingdom of Drake still has prestige, so the relationship between the local nobles and the King is still a close relationship between monarch and minister.

Because the kingdom is so powerful, there are very few thieves groups, large mercenary groups, and no new parties within the territory.

In the south of the earldom, there is a town called Siboya. This town has a population of more than 10,000 and is a typical small town.

The family that ruled this town were the lords under the Count of Pompeii.

Otto family.

According to clues provided by Mrs. Smith, a small group of descendants of the Habsburg dynasty fled here when the dynasty collapsed, changed their surnames, and then quietly disappeared.

There may be a very small number of bloodlines left, and all Luther has to do is find these bloodlines.

The sun is shining and the weather is fine.

On the path leading to Xiboya City, a small team headed towards Xiboya City. This small team consisted of seven riders, a coachman, and an exquisite carriage.

There is a coat of arms hanging on the exquisite carriage. The coat of arms is of mountains and white eagles. There is a flag hanging on the carriage. The pattern on the flag is exactly the same as the coat of arms.

It was Luther and Pompeii's party. The coachmen were Mickey and Williams, and the riders on horseback were other members of Luther's escort.

In the carriage, Luther sat in the back seat, holding a sleepy red-haired girl in his arms. Sitting opposite Luther was Marshall Williams.

"We have lived in a plain environment since we were young, and occasionally we take a look at the mountainous scenery, which is a unique experience." Marshall said with interest as he looked at the peaks outside the window.

"Mr. Marshall, the great traveler, do you want to take the opportunity to recite poetry?" Luther teased. Aliena was drowsy in his arms, and Luther patted her head gently.

"You really look like a daddy." Marshall also laughed.

"Being a baby daddy is very good. If she is not a dragon, but a cute baby baby, I will never dislike it for the rest of my life." Luther said with a smile.

After the two friends fought with bayonets on a daily basis, Luther also turned to look out the window. The flat land under the mountain peaks was mostly farmland, and the heavy wheat ears were bent down.

It's autumn again.

After this autumn, the agricultural structure of the White Eagle Territory will undergo changes. Many farmers will embark on the path of workers.

At this juncture, I really don’t want to leave Baiying.

"You damn girl." Luther pinched Alena's face. It felt very tender. He didn't know how this transformation magic worked.

"Well, master, please don't pinch me." Alena muttered, tilted her head and squinted her eyes, and then fell asleep again.

"Speaking of which, this time I am going out with my guards. Why are you lying in the muddy water?" Luther raised his head and asked.

"I was always working with Mickey and the others on Treasure Planet. They followed you, and I had no one to accompany me. How lonely. Besides, I have been on Treasure Planet for a year, and it's time for me to come out to Huahua."

Let’s play with the world.” Marshall said enthusiastically without changing his true nature as a playboy.

"Hey." Luther sighed.

"Why are you sighing?" Marshall asked curiously.

"I'm afraid there will be many women in the city of Siboya who are going to get pregnant by you." Luther sighed.

"Hehe." Marshall chuckled, not ashamed at all, but very proud of himself.

"Dong dong dong." There was a knock on the door, and then the coachman Mickey's voice sounded. "Master, according to the map, we are still about five kilometers away from Xiboya City."

"Send all the guards out, find a place to stay first, and then start to inquire about the situation. Remember not to make a big fuss and keep a low profile. I don't want the earl's family to hear about it."

Luther ordered.

"Yes." Mickey responded, and then the seven accompanying guards rode their horses to take the first step.

Before dark, Luther arrived at Siboya City and settled in a medium-sized villa on the edge of a small lake in the north of the city.

After cleaning up the villa a little, Luther put Aliena under the bed. After having dinner, he lay down on the bed to rest.

The accompanying guards were all sent out to inquire for information, and Marshall also left. This playboy gentleman will definitely not come home tonight.

The guards didn't find out anything that night, so they all went out again the next day. Luther was bored in the villa alone, so he cut a piece of bamboo, made a fishing rod and started fishing.

The sun is shining and the sky is clear.

The surface of the small lake was glowing with light, and small waves were lapping the shore in circles. On the shore, Luther was sitting on a small bench, fishing with a green fishing rod in his hand.

Luther's fishing skills were not very good, so no fish took the bait after a long time. Luther couldn't help but put the fishing rod on the ground, and then used his free right hand to support his chin.

Luther thought of that young man Xiu Xiuya.

Xiu Xiuya is very good at fishing and can catch big fish. When I was a child, Xiu Xiuya and I went to the lake to play, and we could always eat grilled fish at night.

And this guy has been missing for a long time.

He said, "I want to grow, I want to fight," and then I left Pompeii with my package on my back.

As a result, he disappeared just like Newton. They are both troublesome guys.

Luther raised his head in surprise and saw a young man walking over with a little boy holding a plate of cake. The man had a handsome face and was dressed very aristocratically, but his clothes were a little white and looked very old.

I was not wealthy when I became a monk.

The little boy is six or seven years old. He has red lips and white teeth and is very handsome. He has a head of rare black hair.

The little boy was a little shy and was clutching the young man's clothes tightly at the moment.

"Hello, I am your neighbor, Paco, Sydney. This is my son Auf, Sydney." Paco bent down and said to Luther.

"Hello, I am Luther, Pompeii." Luther also stood up, bent down and said. In fact, he was confused as to what he was doing.

"Your last name is Pompeii? But your accent." Mr. Paco was a little surprised.

"My surname is Pompeii, but it has nothing to do with Count Pompeii here. As for my accent, I am from the Kingdom of Prussia. There is some chaos in the kingdom now, so I brought my family to settle here." Luther was half-serious.

Half false.

"So that's it." Mr. Paco nodded, then handed the cake with a smile and said: "According to the tradition of the Earl of Pompeii, we will prepare a cake for the new territory."

"That's it, thank you so much." Luther was surprised, but he respected the tradition here, thanked him, and reached out to take it.

The two chatted for a while, which strengthened the neighbor's feelings. Then Mr. Paco took his son and left.


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