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Chapter 114 The road to the Vatican is not easy
  In the early morning of the third day, five hundred Florentine paladins, each riding a horse and leading a horse carrying dry food and supplies, set out towards the Vatican.

The horses were loaded with barrels of holy water.

In order not to delay the treatment of people in Florence, Jiang Lu worked hard last night and finally had everything ready before sunrise.

The Vatican is southwest of Rome, about three hundred kilometers from Florence.

Theoretically, it would only take a dozen hours to arrive at full speed. However, due to the large amount of luggage and the large number of people, Giovanni counted the time for the horses to rest, and estimated that it would take a day, a night, or even noon the next day to arrive.

Jiang Lu didn't know how to ride a horse, so he was sitting on a specially made carriage and enjoying the top treatment.

The three brothers riding in front looked back from time to time, looking at the carriage and sighing.

"This treatment is different." Blind Box grinned.

Sitting in the saddle for a long time made his buttocks, inner thighs and calves feel raw and painful for a person who can ride a horse but almost never rides a horse.

Classical Music and The Man with the Sword are no better.

"Be patient."

They smiled wryly.

But Blind Box still said unwillingly: "I also want to ride in a carriage with Jiang Bao like them. Riding a horse is too painful."

The man holding the sword shook his head: "The carriage is so big, how can it accommodate so many people?"

"That's right." Classical music echoed: "And they are girls, how can you compare with them?"

"That's right." Blind Box sighed.

On the other hand, Giovanni held his head high while riding on horseback, and he had the aristocratic temperament just right.

He was high-spirited and started chatting with a few people to pass the time: "You don't look like you often ride horses."

"Yes." The sword holder nodded: "This is indeed a bit difficult for us."

"Then how did you travel such a long distance from far away?" Giovanni asked curiously.

Jiang Lu had already confessed to them, so they knew what they should say.

"We walked on our own legs." Classical replied.

Giovanni was a little surprised, and then said with admiration: "It's really amazing. Teacher Jiang Locke is truly worthy of being favored by God to become the Pope. His tenacity and perseverance are beyond the reach of ordinary people."

"?" Blind Box wanted to complain, but thought about it and let it go.

We are obviously the serious Liver Emperor, but Jiang Bao is obviously playing in a private server!
  Jiang Lu, on the other hand, was sitting in a closed wooden carriage at this time, holding his arms around the light red window and looking at the scenery.

The three of them drank wine and ate the special delicacies, treating the holy war as an outing.

"When I take down the Vatican, I will rename it Qingdao."

Jiang Lu spoke in Qilu dialect, opened a clam, took a bite, and then continued:
  "When everyone comes to Qingdao, I'll treat everyone to beer and dinner."

The two women giggled.

Hong Chuang tapped Jiang Lu's forehead: "How come you can speak every dialect?"

"You want to learn?" Jiang Lu looked at her and said, "I'll teach you."

"I don't want to learn this. Is there someone who is more temperamental and cooler?" Hong Chuang asked.

"Yes, Cantonese is quite suitable." Jiang Lu put down the food in his hand and pondered for a while: "Muzui, the Yan family is rich."

Qingying listened to Jiang Lu's gentle and gentle tone, and felt that it was really nice and elegant, so she asked curiously: "What do you mean, do you wish someone rich and noble?"

"No." Jiang Lu replied: "It means: Idiot, I hope your whole family will die in the coffin. You can use it when you curse."

"Uh" Hong Chuang's mouth twitched: "Is there anything normal?"

"That won't happen. I only learn what is useful." Jiang Luli shook his head confidently.

The two fell silent suddenly.

"Speaking of it." Jiang Lu looked around and changed the subject: "Do you think this carriage is very bumpy?"

"It's a bit." Hong Chuang stuck his head out and looked at the underground road: "After all, it's gravel and mud, and the wheels are still made of wood, so there's nothing we can do about it."

"No, no, I'm not saying this bump is bad."

Jiang Lu asked on a whim: "I mean, do you want to play a game?"

"What game?" Qingying has always been interested in Jiang Lu's whimsical ideas and responded immediately.

Jiang Lu patted his thigh: "I'll take you on a bumper car ride."

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Not long after, the driver suddenly heard a collision sound from the carriage behind him, as if something hit the roof of the car.

He quickly turned around and asked, "Your Majesty, are you okay?"

The driver soon heard Jiang Lu's reply with a smile: "It's okay, just drive your car and don't worry about us."

"Ok."

The three brothers not far from the carriage also heard the strange noise. After the coachman was dismissed, they looked at each other, tightened the reins, slowed down the horses under them, and came to the carriage and knocked on the window.

"Who?" Qingying's somewhat urgent voice came.

"Me." The sword-holder asked with concern, "What happened?"

The window was opened, but for some reason, before they could see clearly what was inside the carriage, Qingying leaned out half of his body and blocked the window firmly. "What is this? It's dangerous." Classical Music reminded.

"It's okay. It's too stuffy in the car. Let me get some air." Qingying struggled to squeeze out a smile.

"Is it too stuffy in the car?" Blind Box's eyes lit up: "How about you come out and ride a horse for a while? I'll go in and sit for a while?"

"No, no need." Qingying waved her hands quickly and said incoherently because she was too nervous: "We are riding."

"what?"

"No, I mean." Qingying swallowed and looked around awkwardly: "Ah! I mean our carriage is pulled by four horses, which is equivalent to riding a horse."

Blind Box narrowed his eyes: "Does this conflict with letting me come in and sit down?"

"No, at least not now." Qingying's finger joints on the window turned slightly white, as if he had used a lot of strength.

"What do you mean?" Gu Le frowned and knocked on the car again: "Are you all still here?"

But who would have thought that when he knocked like this, the car shook slightly again, which was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Qingying's eyes suddenly turned white, and his whole body softened, and he almost fell out of the car window. come out.

Fortunately, Jiang Lu had quick eyes and quick hands and pulled her back.

Then, the three of them didn't see clearly what was going on, and the red window came up instead of Qingying.

"Uh," Hong Chuang explained awkwardly, "The road was too bumpy. She was a little motion sick, so she needed some air."

"Then was she okay just now?" The sword-holder asked worriedly.

Before Hong Chuang opened his mouth, Jiang Lu, who had not shown up for a long time, replied: "Ah, it's okay. Maybe the weather is a bit hot and I've suffered from heatstroke and motion sickness. I just need to rest."

"That's good." Classical Music felt relieved after hearing this.

Only the blind box is not very happy.

"If you get motion sick, you can't let me in. It's a pity."

"That's it." Hong Chuang's condition became more and more sluggish. His eyebrows were curved into an inverted figure, his lips were lightly pursed, and his fingers were firmly dug into the window frame.

Seeing this familiar scene, the sword holder took a deep breath: "You won't get motion sickness too, will you?"

"Yeah, I'm going to get motion sickness."

Classical Music advised distressedly: "Then don't poke your head out. You are moving sideways and you will get dizzy even more. Go back and sit upright."

"Okay." Hong Chuang nodded in a daze.

At this time, Jiang Lu said: "If you are about to faint, tell me. I will put Qingying settled first, and then I will take care of you."

However, before he finished speaking, Hong Chuang opened his mouth and shouted:
  "It's almost time, I'm motion sick!"

Then the red window went in again, and Jiang Lu poked his head out again.

"Are you motion sick too?" The sword-holder asked as if he had seen a ghost.

"I'm not dizzy." Jiang Lu smiled innocently: "I just want to talk to you."

"Stop talking." Classic Le said anxiously, "You should go take care of them quickly."

"Ah, I thought you were bored and wanted to chat with me." Jiang Lu said regretfully.

"Now is not the time for chatting!"

"Alright alright."

So Jiang Lu retracted his head and closed the window.

Classical music seemed a little uneasy and knocked on the window again: "You have to be careful, motion sickness may be serious."

"I know, don't worry, I'm a man who can even defeat the Black Death."

Hearing Jiang Lu's firm and confident words, the three of them felt a little more relieved and rode forward again.

The sword holder said in surprise: "I didn't expect them to get motion sickness."

Classical Music, on the other hand, had already taken out his little notebook and jotted down the knowledge that the two of them would get motion sickness.

The blind box was amazed and said: "But it's really interesting. You can also know in advance when you will get motion sickness."

"People's physiques are different, right?" Classical music answered.

"That's right." The sword holder nodded and said with some seriousness: "The road to the Vatican is not easy. I got motion sickness just a short time after we got out. There are still more than ten hours ahead."

The three people who were discussing how to take care of the two girls during the rest of the journey did not notice that a line of sight was secretly watching them.

Giovanni witnessed the whole process.

The scene just now seemed familiar to him, and he almost instantly guessed what he and his two fiancées were doing based on his unique friendship with Jiang Lu.

"This is simply art!"

Giovanni said in a low but powerful voice, "And the three of you have sublimated this art into an epic!"

Talking to himself, he looked at the carriage again, his eyes burning like fire:

"Teacher Jiang Luoke, I no longer want to surpass you. I just want to know where your limit is?!"

Just as the sympathy between strong men will bring about a tacit understanding across time and space, at the same time, Jiang Lu was actually saying the same thing.

"Come on, let me see where your limits are? The bumper car transforms! Super Wings, Ledi accelerates!"

　Chapter [-] will be updated in the afternoon or evening. I feel that my state is not quite right after I became masculine. After writing more than a thousand words, I feel that I haven’t created the grand scene I wanted. That’s it for now. Let’s go to bed first. It’s time to adjust. Check the biological clock
  　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)