Look, these are some hypocritical noble humans.

He looks very much like the foreign version of Mr. Paiyue from Huashan.

If you want to drag an unlucky person out of trouble, just say so. What's the point of not being courageous? It sounds high-sounding, but who doesn't understand what's going on?

It's just that with Larel's current status, so what if he is a free agent? He is still a role in the entire team that can be called upon by others.

Therefore, the so-called free man is just used to fool these simple aborigines. No matter how free he is, in front of other people's fair-skinned gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen, he is not even as good as a pet dog raised by others.

He Xiaoman said nothing and patted the unicorn gently. The white horse held its head high and neighed in the wind. He took a few steps and stood at the front of the entire team.

A pale and worried little face was reflected in the luxurious green-style carriage window. It was the Miss Emily whom He Xiaoman had rescued before. She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but Mrs. Albert said casually.

He spoke slowly and slowly lowered his head.

The team continued to move forward. In the biting cold wind, the unicorn's mane was flowing and leading the way, showing the women behind them what it means to have fair skin, beauty and long legs.

Riding on such a majestic white horse, the humble aboriginals suddenly became more domineering and arrogant.

"If it weren't for the wrong color and if the horse didn't have a broken leg, I almost thought it was the unicorn."

Scar was still nagging in Captain John's ears.

John looked at the tall horse in front of him, his eyes full of enthusiasm, and he unconsciously murmured: "No, the unicorn is not as good as it."

This horse is full of energy and spirit, has full muscles, well-proportioned and powerful hooves, and is as powerful as a horse king.

Especially those four slender and powerful thighs that are extremely conspicuous when running.

A good man comes from his mouth, a good horse comes from his legs.

John looked at the white horse in front of him from a distance. The front mountain was slightly higher than the back mountain, just the right amount. It echoed the saying "The front mountain is high, so there is no need to pick." It made the person riding the horse look more noble.

Scar silently observed John. Although he didn't say anything, his murderous and sinister eyes, and the ferocious face with gnashed teeth, he knew that Larel was riding his own horse, and those who didn't knew that he was riding his own horse.

is John's lover.

The convoy has entered the Erta Mountains, and the road begins to become narrower. The plants on both sides gradually change from herbs to shrubs and trees. Jackdaws fly across the winter afternoon sky, leaving behind ominous chirping sounds.

This section of the road is all uphill, and the road surface is bumpy. The horses are okay, but the carriages cannot go fast at all. Once bandits and bandits appear, they will not be able to run fast even if they shout to the sky and the earth.

It is the most dangerous section of the entire Erta Mountains.

Because of this, Larel was moved to the front of the team.

The precise crossbows and elusive blow darts of the aboriginal people are definitely a lingering nightmare for these noble lords.

Some of these tribes are also very vicious.

Once you are targeted by these people, you will definitely be able to leave peacefully.

Since entering the Elta Mountains, John and Scar have been slowly following Mrs. Albert's carriage. Even if there is an accident, just let the "brave" Larrel be the cannon fodder.

, as long as they ensure the safety of the wife and young lady, it will be a credit to them.

Captain John had already told several of his confidants: "Larel can die casually, but the horse must be safe and sound."

Someone looked at the ignorant Larel in front of him: "Look at our leader, that brown baboon, he is so majestic. It's a pity that his white horse is about to lose its owner. This is really sad news."

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"Then in order to express our sadness, after this mission is over, should the captain invite everyone to the newly opened tavern on Third Street? I heard that the waitresses there are very coquettish." The suggestion was made by a fat man who seemed to have albinism.

, he licked his lips that were dry and cracked by the cold wind, seeming a little impatient.

"Why not?" Captain John promised. If he could get the white horse, he would rather stay at the tavern on Third Street for three days. Anyway, he was only responsible for paying for the drinks.

Larel, who was walking at the front of the team, suddenly signaled everyone to stop.

The few people behind were still laughing and joking.

"Look, our team leader has an order to give, guys!"

"May I ask what your orders are, Your Majesty the leader?" Albino's sarcastic question made everyone burst into laughter.

Inside the carriage, Emily's face was filled with water: "Mom, why are these people like this? They are bullying Larel."

"My child, that has nothing to do with you. You have to understand that he is just an aborigine, and you are a distinguished lady of the York family. You don't need to pay too much attention to an insignificant person, my dear."

There are young girls at home, and every parent who faces their budding love for love is like being cheated on by an ambiguous netizen offline. They are afraid that he will come, afraid that he will not come, and afraid that he will mess around.

Especially for someone of the York family's status, if it were rumored that they were in love with a dirty aborigine, it would simply bring shame to the entire family.

Emily's face turned as red as a big tomato in an instant: "Mom, I have told you many times that I really don't mean that. No matter whether you will bring her to the dance this time, I will not choose it."

Larel, he is just my savior, and I just want to thank him as much as I can. Doesn’t saving your daughter’s life deserve our gratitude?”

"So your dad gives him a chance to show off!"

Emily rolled her eyes gracefully: "Is enslaving others to take risks again for me the York family's way of repaying their kindness?"

"There is never any fairness among unequal classes. How many people ask for such an opportunity to be enslaved but cannot ask for it. Have you ever seen any family with aborigines in their escorts? Your father is also under a lot of pressure. I really hope you will never

Living in a castle, you don’t have to face the damn Elta Mountains.”

When people are alive, there will always be times when they cannot help themselves, but the degree is different.

Emily would not understand that this so-called slavery was actually begged by Larel himself, who was a very smart man.

He Xiaoman shouted loudly: "Back off, back off!"

While the few people led by John were still laughing and joking, they heard a soft "ding" sound, followed by two more of the same sound. At this time, everyone in the escort team raised their weapons.

Because these sounds are the sounds made by Larel hitting the flying crossbow arrows with his heavy sword and arm shield!

There's an ambush in the nearby bushes!

John quickly divided the escort into two. Most of them protected his wife and young lady and retreated as Larel said. The rest rode forward to assist Larel.

"No one is allowed to come here. Protect the madam and young lady and prevent the enemy from attacking from the side!"
Chapter completed!