Heroes of Silver Moon

"Well, what's the smell?" Simon, who was sitting quietly in the carriage, seemed to smell something, sniffing around in the carriage with his nose.

"Holy Son, what's the matter?" Seeing Simon's sudden movement, Cirillo asked suspiciously.

"Well, I seem to smell a rancid smell," pinching his nose and inhaling a few times, Simon frowned and said.

"The rancid smell?" Upon hearing this, Cirillo frowned, and then sniffed everywhere with his nose.

"No!", a smell floated into Cirillo's nose, but he just didn't smell the rancid smell that Simon said.

"No, no, there's just a rancid smell, and it's getting closer and closer." As soon as Simon finished speaking, a strong rancid smell flooded into his nasal cavity again, making him retch directly .

"His Royal Highness, are you alright?" Seeing Simon retching, Cirillo quickly supported Simon's body.

"Damn, what is so stinky?" Simon covered his nose, then opened the car window directly, and looked in the direction of the rancid smell.

The "Archbishop" was trying to suppress his sense of existence, when suddenly the sound of a car window opening caught his attention, and he looked over unconsciously.

"Well", Simon and the "Archbishop" looked at each other, and then the carriage that was advancing separated them again.

"Holy Son, don't you have hallucinations?" Looking at the nervous Simon, Cirillo frowned and said.

Known as the "Old Hound", he is the top tracking expert in the Silvermoon Kingdom. If the rancid smell really exists, how could he not smell it?

"Cirello, that person just now?", closing the window of the carriage, Simon covered his nose and said with some doubts.

"What happened to that man just now?" Cirillo glanced at it just now, but he saw the businessman who was looking at Simon.

"There seems to be something wrong with that person. The rancid smell I smell came from him," Simon said with a frown.

"From that businessman?" Cirillo was even more puzzled. If it was from the businessman, why didn't he smell it at such a short distance.

What's more, that businessman is still gathered in the crowd. If he really has a putrid smell that can make people sick, wouldn't the crowd stay away from him?

Or did he, Cirillo, and those people have problems with their noses?

"Go and check this person," Simon commanded to Cirillo, his legs trembling restlessly.

"Now?" Cirillo asked with some uncertainty.

He is Simon's guardian knight, and logically speaking, he cannot leave Simon's side, not to mention that he is still parading through the streets, so it is impossible for him to leave the carriage at this time.

"For a while, you can find him when the carriage stops!" Simon also knew that letting Cirillo get out of the carriage at this time would definitely make the onlookers think wildly.

"Of course, the title of my old hunting dog is not called for nothing." Cirillo nodded confidently.

Time went back to the time when Simon closed the car window, and the "Archbishop" was inexplicably startled by the stare just now, so he pulled a person beside him and asked, "Hey, sir, may I ask what happened in the carriage just now?" Who is sitting?"

"Well, you are?", the man who was held by him asked with a frown.

"I'm a businessman from another country, and it's my first time to Silvermoon Kingdom." Seeing this fool frowning, the "Archbishop" secretly stuffed a gold coin into his hand.

For these greedy fools, gold coins are undoubtedly the best stepping stone.

"Oh, it turned out to be a gentleman who came from afar, easy to talk about." Feeling the texture of the gold coin in his hand, the man suddenly smiled.

This year, I can add something to my home again. I am really lucky, and I can pick up a gold coin for nothing when I go out.

"Who was the one wearing the fox mask just now?" Seeing that his gold coin offensive had worked, the "Archbishop" hurriedly asked.

"The one just now is the holy son canonized by the Moonlight Church," the man said respectfully.

"Oh, that's how it is. I said why does he look so honorable?" the "Archbishop" nodded knowingly.

It turned out to be a kid who has received the grace of the evil god, how could I feel a tremor in my heart!

The "archbishop" knew in his heart that this kind of existence, which was blessed by the gods, was itself watched by the gods, and was born with a divine power.

Therefore, for a person like him who believes in a great existence, this kind of person can't touch it if he can't touch it.

"Sir, do you have anything else to ask?" the man said flatteringly.

"No more, go get busy." With a warm smile on his face, the "Archbishop" waved his hand to indicate that he had finished asking.

"Okay, I wish you a prosperous business." When the man saw this generous businessman, he actually asked a question, so he laughed even happier. He likes to communicate with such a fool~www.readwn.com~ Just to ask a question, he actually gave himself a gold coin. You must know that their family has been busy for a year, and they can only earn two or three gold coins.

The man was afraid that the fool would regret it, so he turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

"Hmph, idiot." Seeing the man leaving happily, "The Archbishop" snorted coldly in his heart, how could his gold coins be so easy to get!

"Go to Tetehe, we will live in that person's house from now on," the "archbishop" ordered an inexplicable sentence to the young businessman beside him.

"Yes", the young businessman next to the "Archbishop" smiled evilly, then followed the man who left, and patted him on the shoulder.

The man turned his head suspiciously, only to find that the person behind him who patted him on the shoulder turned and left.

It must be the wrong person, right?

The man thought of a suitable explanation for this inexplicable move.

On the other side, the carriages of the royal family and the church stopped outside a circular arena on the outskirts of the city, where the royal guards were already waiting.

After seeing the carriages of the royal family and the church, the nobles and noble children who came in and out respectfully gave way to both sides of the road of the arena.

At the entrance of the arena, the king, the pope, and a group of entourages got out of the carriage one after another.

After getting off the carriage, Simon secretly gave Cirillo a secret wink. Cirillo nodded, understanding, and disappeared after a few turns.

The old king and the pope walked into the arena of the king's capital together under the respectful gaze of the nobles on both sides of the road, regardless of their order.

"Hey, it's finally time to watch the gladiator show," Milani said excitedly, following behind the crown prince's wife.