Waves of cries of night owls echoed in the quiet forest. On the carriage, Clement could not help but shrink his neck when he heard the sound.
At this moment, as the sun was setting, the carriage was walking along the path into the depths of the forest. They had been walking for two full days. The forest in front of them was the boundary line of the Sacher Territory. As long as they crossed this place, they would
He really left Sakr.
Although the surrounding environment was a bit scary, he felt relieved when he thought about the driver driving him outside.
During the two days on the road, he read several more books. The book said that people who can possess master-level proficiency are undoubtedly not the favored ones of heaven.
Immersion is also difficult to achieve.
So Clemont decided that this refugee-turned-car driver was definitely a big boss with a story, and all he had to do was hold on to this thigh. After all, he didn’t know much about the power system of this world yet.
You can learn skills from a teacher!
"Uncle, you have been driving for a whole day and you must be tired. It's better for me to do it. You go to the carriage to drink some water, eat some solid food and rest for a while!"
Clemont was very familiar with driving carts in his previous life. When he was a child, due to the inconvenient transportation conditions in his hometown, he would help his parents haul the harvested grain back from the fields on oxcarts when the grain was ripe.
Different routes lead to the same destination, and the carriage should be similar. However, the reason why Clement made this suggestion was not that he wanted to experience the joy of childhood, but that he wanted to use this to reduce the distance between him and the coachman.
However, what disappointed him was that the coachman still had no intention of communicating with him.
When the moon rises, the dim moonlight shines through the gaps in the leaves into the woods, dispelling the previous eerie silence and covering the woods with a layer of white gauze.
Clemont in the carriage was also a little sleepy at the moment, but the bumps of the carriage kept him awake.
Although this forest is vast, fortunately, we did not encounter any disturbance from wild beasts and monsters along the way. However, after thinking about it, this forest is on the border of the Sac Territory, surrounded by the territories of other barons, and pedestrians and merchants from the west come and go.
Since all the Sakel Territory needs to pass through this forest, there will naturally be no problem with security.
After tightening the somewhat worn cotton robe around him, Clemont stuck out the "Adventures of the Dragon Slaying Knight" out of the window and started reading in the moonlight.
On the carriage shaft, the driver, who was like a sculpture, heard the subtle sound of reading in the carriage. His eyes gradually became hollow, and the frequency of waving the whip in his hand also dropped. His thoughts seemed to drift back to many years ago...
However, just as Clemont was immersed in the bizarre world of the book, the rapid cry of a night owl suddenly sounded in the forest behind the carriage, followed by the "flapping" sound of flapping wings.
Being brought back to reality by the noise, the coachman's expression gradually became violent, as if an enemy with a blood feud had appeared.
However, this violent expression did not last long, and disappeared almost instantly.
However, the riding crop in his hand was swung hurriedly at this moment, and the sudden acceleration of the carriage made Clemont in the car almost throw the book in his hand out.
"Uncle, what's wrong? We're reaching Baron Hardy's territory just ahead, so there's no need to be in such a hurry!"
Clement, who didn't know what was going on, thought the coachman wanted to reach the town early. According to the time, it was only after nine o'clock, which was indeed still early for him.
But Clemont's words did not slow down the carriage, but instead made it go faster. He almost had to use his hands to support himself in the carriage to avoid being knocked down.
Seeing this scene, Clemont also realized something. He then held the dagger beside him in his hand and listened to the movement outside the car with a serious expression and held his breath.
…
In the woods a few hundred meters away from the carriage, he saw the carriage suddenly running wildly. Korch, who was sitting on the horse, glanced fiercely at the knight attendant who caused the movement, then patted his horse and chased the carriage.
But at this moment, the movement of the man and horse running was no less than that of the carriage.
As a junior knight, Kovich was very satisfied. When junior knights at the same time were worrying about armor and mounts, he got them effortlessly, and the price was only five years of service for him.
, this is a good deal for a commoner like him, besides, the aristocratic lady tastes really good!
Thinking of this, the fire in Kovich's heart suddenly ignited. It shouldn't take much time to deal with a useless baron and his coachman, and he should be able to get back before the bright moon hits.
When he thought of that silky white and smooth skin, Kovich swallowed involuntarily, and then he drew out his sword and slapped the horse's butt. The iron-boned horse under him jumped out instantly, and the horse's hoofs were trampled to pieces.
The tulle disappeared from the attendant's sight in the blink of an eye, leaving only dust along the way.
Ahead, Clement, who raised the car curtain to observe the situation, heard the thunderous sound of horse hooves, and cold sweat involuntarily fell on his forehead.
His mind was racing for a while, and he went through everything that had happened in the past few days in his mind, but he didn't find anything.
"I haven't made any enmity with anyone these days! Could it be that this body had enmity before? Or is it that the person here is here to attack the big coachman?"
As for whether the person coming was a passerby, he never thought about it at all. He was not a fool. The reaction of the coachman was very obvious. Moreover, the person came after catching up with them after the movement just happened. He was obviously coming for them.
…
After all, the person pulling the cart was just an ordinary horse, and he was pulling a cart with two people, so how could he outrun the knight's mount, so Clement soon saw the appearance of the person coming.
When he saw this person for the first time, Clemont was relieved at first, because there was only one enemy, but he soon became nervous again.
Because this person is a burly knight wearing black heavy armor, a semi-enclosed helmet, and fully armed. The majestic mount under his crotch is also armored. At this moment, this person and horse are like the dark knight crushing the dawn.
It's extremely scary.
While Clemont was sizing up the black-armored knight, Kovich was also sizing up the son of the viscount on the carriage.
"Haha, you are His Excellency Baron Clermont, right?"
Hearing the question of the black-armored knight, Clemont was a little speechless. You don't know me, so why are you chasing me? But he still pretended to be calm and jumped out of the carriage. He learned the etiquette of common people towards nobles and saluted the knight in front of him.
.
"Your Excellency Knight, you must have mistaken the person! My name is not Clement!"
"Oh! Really! Haha, then I probably got the wrong person!"
Upon hearing the knight's words, Clement, who lowered his head, was delighted, but his illusions were soon shattered by the sound of wind in his ears!
Before he had time to think about it, the dagger hidden in his sleeve came into his hand by accident. Then he raised the dagger, and the giant sword that the knight slashed with him slid out diagonally.
Seeing Clemont's hand, Kovich's eyes, which were originally playful, gradually darkened. Then, like a dragon out of the sea, the giant sword in his hand came straight towards Clemont with the force of thunder. The target was Clemont.
's throat.
Feeling the faint tingling sensation in his throat, Clemont's eyes froze, and then the dagger in his hand turned into a bolt of lightning, colliding with the opponent's giant sword, but at the moment of the collision, above the giant sword,
Sudden redness.
Boom!
After a muffled sound, Clement flew out and hit the tree trunk next to the carriage hard, while the black-armored knight sat motionless on his horse.