Count of Wizards

Although he killed Kohler and killed his mouth, Margaret knew that this was only temporary safety for her. As the former high-level of the Storm Church in Ruen, she understood that there was a call for help over the Kevin Hotel. After the fireworks, Kohler was just the first wave of chasing soldiers, followed by this second and third wave of chasing soldiers. In a few hours, this group of people will catch up. As for the blond young man Luke Shaw disguised as himself, this identity and this face have already appeared in the vision of the church. Margaret will not make any fluke thoughts. He knows that this identity is already exposed. Definitely can't be used anymore!

Now, if you want to get real safety, you can only go through the forest, arrive at the small town of Hames, and get on the train to leave Ruen completely. That’s the real safety, so she can’t stop for a moment, she must grab the rest of the church. Before the reinforcements chased her, they arrived in the small town of Hames and got on the train going far away!

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Frosinone, a city in the northeastern part of the Kaman Empire.

"A large room with a separate bathroom and three meals a day. It only costs three pennies a day. It is definitely your first choice for a rest in Frosinone!"

"Freshly baked fluffy loaf! Made from pure wheat! Three only cost you two pennies!"

"Rickshaw! Rickshaw! Sir, do you want to take a car? I'm not bragging, I am the cheapest driver in this piece!"

"Miss sir! Good job! I haven't eaten for a few days. Give me a few pennies and let me have a full meal!"

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Amidst the melodious whistle of the train and the bustling screaming in front of the railway station, a man and woman who looked like a young couple walked out from the Frosinone railway station side by side with their luggage, holding hands. The man has black hair and blue eyes, and looks average. Although the woman is petite, her red hair looks very sweet. It is often peeped by pedestrians. These two are not other people. They are sitting on the train from Tunguska back to their hometown. Connor and Varga.

Seeing that this young couple was dressed unusually, unlike a lord who lacked money, a sturdy middle-aged coachman with a vicissitudes face pulling a rickshaw, took the initiative to approach him, approached with a smile on his face and said, " This gentleman and young lady, may I ask where I am going? I’m not satisfied with the two of you. I White is the fastest to pull in this area, and I am most familiar with the coachmen on various streets. The charges are also the most reasonable. You only need to follow the rules set by the city hall. Just pay me the fare according to the standard!"

Hearing the driver’s question, Connor, who was disguised as a young black-haired young man, did not say anything, but Varga, who was disguised as a red-haired girl, glanced very curiously. The driver and the rickshaw he was pulling behind, then Pointing to the rickshaw and asked: "Is this your car? Can it pull people?"

Hearing Varga’s question, the middle-aged driver who called himself White proudly straightened his waist and said, “This lady is the first time you have seen a rickshaw? Don’t worry, I White uses this The car has been working for more than ten years, and there are not 10,000 people who have pulled it, and there are thousands of them!"

For the coachman White’s remarks, Varga nodded with interest, and then turned his head to look at Connor next to him with a questioning look. When he saw Varga asking for his opinion, Connor touched her affectionately. Hair, naturally, did not refute Varga’s interest. He turned to look at the coachman White who was standing aside waiting for their decision, and asked faintly: "We have two people, but you only have one car. You can still find Other cars?"

Hearing the brunette young man’s inquiry in front of him, knowing that this business has become an ordinary coachman White, he did not hesitate to say: "You can rest assured, as long as there is work, there is no shortage of coachmen and cars. !"

After talking about White, he stretched out his hand at the gathering place of rickshaw drivers on the side, and suddenly stood a bronze-skinned middle-aged driver from the gathering place, as if he had been instructed, he immediately stood up without hesitation and drove the car to the place. Connor and Varga are here.

Connor and Varga one after another, got on White and the bronze-skinned middle-aged coachman’s rickshaw. When Connor and Varga were stable, White again asked Connor, "Sir, let’s go. where?"

"Grand Hotel Agudro!" Connor did not hesitate, and said directly:

Hearing the place name "Grand Hotel Agudro", White and the bronze-skinned coachman who seemed incompetent immediately glanced at each other, and they all saw the joy in each other's eyes, knowing to go to the Grand Hotel Agudro. The people who plant the place are all those who don’t need money. As long as the work is beautiful, there may be a tip besides the car money when you get to the place. Naturally, they are very motivated and shouted "Good!" in unison. Pulled the rickshaw and ran forward.

Sitting on the rickshaw, watching the strange and familiar surroundings, Frosinone faintly carries some very rough buildings in the Odin style, Connor is very emotional, in the memory of Connor Ferguson. In, he had seen Frosinone's situation several times, but in the real world, he was here for the first time.

Feeling the speed of the rickshaw~www.readwn.com~ Connor put his scrutiny gaze on the body of the coachman White who was pulling him in front of him. The coachman didn’t seem to lie, but he was pulling very fast, facing the street. It is also very familiar. Basically, the distance pulled in one minute has reached about 150 meters. This speed is in Conner. For the speed of this world rickshaw, it is definitely in the forefront!

Even the bronze-skinned middle-aged coachman he found was slightly slower than White, but the speed basically reached about 140 meters per minute, and most importantly, the two coachmen pulled Not only fast, but also very stable, basically without any bumps.

While Connor was enjoying the scenery along the way, his ears rang the voice of Varga from behind him.

"Connor, isn't the rickshaw in Loen already completely eliminated by the stagecoach twenty years ago? Why are you still using rickshaws in your hometown, Frosinone?" It was the first time I came to Frosinone. Inside, Varga in the rickshaw is obviously full of interest in a rickshaw that she has never seen before, and only heard in the rumors, and her interest is also reflected in the transmission to Connor. .

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