The scenery on both sides of the road kept retreating, with only the sound of horse hooves clattering in his ears, and David Mo and Leya were silent... They both knew that after the auction in the Principality of Bavata, it would be a day of separation.
"Why go to the Holy Court with me..." After hesitating for a while, David Mo finally broke the dull atmosphere. He said this not because he was aimless, but because he was sure to bring Leya into the Holy Court.
Judging from Poole's words and deeds, his status in the Holy Court should be not low, and he may even be one of the twelve red-clothed priests, so the recommendation letters he provided should have a high value, at least it is not a problem to bring people into the Holy Court.
However, Leya has her own plans. When David Mo was away these days, Orlando Prime Minister Leo sent someone to find her and told her that the entire Kosovo Gobi is now under Leo's control, and the ambition of imperial revival is right in front of her, and she expressed her hope that the princess can take charge of the overall situation now.
Between love and her father's last lessons before her death, she chose the latter. As a descendant of the Windsor family, she was destined to be unable to pursue her love like ordinary people.
The girl shook her head gently and declined, "Maybe I can't go to the Holy Court, because my relatives at home have finally heard from me recently. I have left home for too long and I already want to go back."
David Mo didn't know Leya's family background. The little girl once said that there were no relatives at home. Now she suddenly said that she must have her reason. Since she didn't want to say it, he didn't ask. After all, everyone has secrets in her heart. Didn't he even reveal his real name?
At this time, he sat in front of him, unable to see the sadness in the little girl's eyes, but just said to himself: "That should be back... After all, it is always a sad thing to leave home for too long."
His eyes were a little erratic, and the word "family" reminded him of himself. Until now, not only did he not know who his mother was, but his father was still alive and dead. The whole family was completely broken, and a loneliness filled his heart.
The carriage fell into silence again, and the two of them had their own thoughts, and neither of them spoke again.
...
The Principality of Bawata is about one-third the size of the Holy Empire, and is a giant in the western part of Orlando. Moreover, the people's lives are relatively stable and prosperous, because in recent years, the country has gradually stopped the pace of territorial expansion and instead supports economic development.
Hak Town is located in the southern border of Bawata, and there is an immigration checkpoint for processing customs clearance documents. Unlike ordinary small countries, anyone who wants to enter Bawata needs to obtain an entry permit.
There were not many people in this checkpoint, because most of the merchants entering the Principality of Bawata entered from the east and west, and this inconspicuous small checkpoint in the south was even difficult to find on the map.
An extremely handsome young man walked towards one of the counters. The staff in charge of handling the procedures yawned a little bored and handed him a form lukewarmly and said, "Each person's handling fee is three silver coins. If there is no problem, fill in the form."
After taking the form, the handsome young man glanced at the text on it. He immediately handed the form to the girl who was accompanying him. He said helplessly: "I can't understand a word, you have to fill in this."
The girl nodded and smiled slightly, took the form and started to fill in it with a quill. The content on it was very simple, and she filled in the name in one line and filled in the purpose of coming to Bawata, so she soon filled it out and handed it to the staff member.
When paying the handling fee, the handsome young man realized that there was not enough silver coins on his body, so he gave him a gold coins directly. He smiled faintly and said, "No need to look for it anymore, the extra one is a tip."
Valta did not have the strong bureaucratic atmosphere of the Holy Empire, so the staff member not only did not feel insulted, but instead thanked him for taking away the gold coins.
Then he swept away his bored attitude just now, and his seal and signature became fast. After working here for many years, they could already see the details of the merchants at a glance. This couple obviously belonged to the category of outstanding origins. So he directly waived the car inspection and helped them complete all the customs clearance procedures.
"This is a customs clearance document. The city checkpoints along the way will be inspected. Sir, you must keep them well, otherwise it will be troublesome if you re-issue them at that time..."
The staff handed the customs clearance document to the handsome young man, and then hesitated: "I'm a little arrogant to remind you that if you have a female companion on the road, it's better to be careful. In the past two years, there have been some dissatisfaction in our southern region."
The handsome young man said thank you, without asking why, and after collecting the customs clearance documents, he took the girl away. The staff member thought they did not take the reminder to heart, so he shook his head and sighed in a low voice: "I can only wish you good luck."
...
The night gradually darkened, but the carriage did not stop moving forward. Late autumn became cooler, and this was the best season for wearing a dress. It did not make people feel hot, but also reflected a noble identity.
However, for David Mo and Leya, the changes in the seasons did not have any impact, because the physiques of practitioners above the silver level can ignore the changes in the weather.
The road seemed a little quiet, and only occasionally the barking of dogs from the distant village echoed in the air. At this time, the girl had fallen asleep, and only by the man could she sleep so peacefully.
The long-term journey not only made David Mo tired, but instead made him more eager to reach the Bawata Royal City. Occasionally he would enter the Earl Space to visit Anisha, whose pale little face always reminded him that the reason why porcelain dolls suffer from this kind of torture was all for him.
The sound of horse hooves was crisp and loud, but David Mo's eyes burst out with a cold light. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he sneered in his heart: "It seems that the person at the checkpoint is right. The southern part of Bawata is indeed not peaceful."
From Yuluo, he felt that someone was following him, but he had never been sure. However, he had the holy light-level spiritual consciousness after all, and after tempting it two or three times, he knew the other party’s traces.
About two hundred feet behind him, there was a team of about thirty or forty people, following him intermittently for nearly two hours, but the group was very careful and kept waiting for him to stop when he was tired.
After discovering this group of people, not only did he relax, but a series of questions arose: Who are these people? Why are they so cautious if they want to make a mistake? And how did they know what was happening two hundred feet away from each other?
The first question will only be clear when the fight is fought. As for the second question, it means that this group of people already know that he is a cultivator and are somewhat concerned about his cultivation, otherwise they would not be so cautious.
In fact, it can be seen that he is a cultivator. After all, he is dressed so thin in this weather. Except for cultivators, there is generally no second explanation. Moreover, in order to ensure the speed of the carriage, he specially applied a layer of wind-control technique on the carriage. This is a spell that only a mage above the first level of gold can impose on others.
What troubled him the most was how these people could find out the situation two hundred feet away, but just now he had the answer. A figure of a goshawk flickered in the sky, but because it flew too high, Mo David never noticed it.
These people followed so patiently, obviously it was not as simple as seeking money. In order to know their true intentions, he slowly stopped the carriage. He lifted the curtain and looked at the situation in the carriage. He found that Leya was still sleeping soundly, so he lowered the curtain again.
Sitting in front of the carriage, he closed his eyes slightly, and the goshawk beast in the sky flashed out of the clouds again, and then turned around and flew away for a while. An undetectable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, just waiting to deal with these villains.
Now his surname has gone from being cautious in the past to being aware of the people nowadays, if they offend me, I will offend others. It would be fine if these people did not pay attention to him, but now they have had bad intentions, they must be killed.
Time passed by minute by minute, but the surroundings became quieter and quieter. Even the occasional barking of dogs disappeared. A slight sound of horse hooves came, and thirty-five men in black robes surrounded the carriage parked on the side of the road.
"Please wake up. The sky is high and the mountains are far away. This place is not safe..." One of the men wearing masks urged him to take two steps forward, and suddenly spoke to the handsome young man sitting on the carriage.
The handsome young man slowly opened his eyes, gestured in a silence position with his left hand, and said in an inexperienced Orlando Western language: "You guys whisper, there are still people sleeping in the car..."
Then he jumped out of the carriage and walked forward two steps, tidied up his white long clothes while saying lightly: "I don't have peace here? I think you are not at ease?"
His contemptuous attitude immediately angered the man wearing a mask, but the man in the mask still suppressed the anger in his heart and pretended to be patient and explained: "Sir, maybe I misunderstood. We are soldiers of the southern patrol team in Bawata. We just happened to be patrolling here... The south has not been peaceful recently, so I advise you not to rest here."
He put his left hand behind his back and made a gesture, indicating that his companions would act immediately after they found that things were not normal.
The handsome young man seemed not to notice his little movements, and only said helplessly: "But it is already late at night, and there is no village or shop here. We don't seem to have a better place to choose from."
A hint of joy flashed in the eyes of the masked man, and this sentence hit his mind. However, he was not anxious and hesitated: "This is indeed a problem... There is a patrol station not far ahead. Why don't you go there for a night?"
The handsome young man pondered for a while before saying, "That's all, so I'll thank you first." But he thanked him, but his actions were quite arrogant and he had no intention of bowing.
The masked man sneered in his heart and cursed: Let you be rampant for a while now, and take you to my adult family later. You must make sure you want to survive and die!.)