"Guest, please show your boarding certificate." The driver of the mail car said politely.

Ashu Rufate reached out to take out the document, the coachman took it over and read softly: "Name: Ashu Rufate. Number of people: 1. Journey: Depart from Wallonia, passing along the way... Finally arrived at Eagle Falcon City. Note: The food and accommodation costs along the way have been paid in full..."

He read the document from beginning to end again, confirmed the seal behind it, and handed it over to the guest with a scar on his face. To be honest, although this guest looked pretty good, the scar on his face was really eye-catching. And it was the kind of scar that could be seen at a glance, caused by weapons.

"Yes, Mr. Ashu Rufat, please come in. If your travel bag is OK, please put it under the seat."

Asu Ruffat walked on the carriage as he said. This is a mail car from the Chamber of Commerce. In this country, taking a mail car is a journey choice that has good performance in terms of price, comfort, speed, etc., and even the best choice in combination, which is also the way for most people who travel far away. Of course, this is based on the excellent road system of the Kingdom of Groney. The situation in other countries is not so good.

There are already three guests in this carriage. In addition, Ashu Rufate said four people. This is also the standard equipment for a mail car. Ashu Rufate greeted all the travel companions with him. It took about twenty days to get to the royal city of Wallonia, the main city of North County. He may have to spend these twenty days with these travel companions.

He sat down and stuffed his small travel bag under his seat. Although Ashu Rufat knew that he must have had many experiences in long-distance trips (or long-distance marching), it was really the first time he took the mail bus.

Among the three travel companions, sitting opposite Ash Rufate was an old man. The old man had short hair, no beard, and had no crutches at hand, and he kept his eyes closed and resting. When Ash Rufate came in, the old man opened his eyes slightly and glanced at Ash Rufate, but he immediately closed it.

Although Ashu Rufate judged that the old man was nearly 70 years old, he also understood that time had not left any traces of excessive cruelty on him. His physical strength was obviously very strong, and I'm afraid there would be no problem to push the cart halfway through.

Next to the old man (that is diagonally opposite Ash Rufate) was a small middle-aged man. He had a mustache and played with a few small marbles without saying a word. When Ash Rufate came in to say goodbye, the little man nodded slightly to show his gift, and then continued to immerse himself in his marble game. It should be noted that his skills were excellent. Several marbles seemed to have life and spirituality in his hands, which were sometimes dazzling.

Ashrufat was a fat young man with brown hair. This man was not ordinary fat—some people were obese and focused on their stomachs, but this man was completely different. He was the fat all over his body, not only with fat heads, big ears, round belly, and even flesh all over his body, but even his five fingers looked particularly short and thick. However, the young man's dress was different. He was wearing a high-end dark red dress, collar, sleeves and other places, and he deliberately surrounded a circle of white lace. In addition, the chest of his clothes depicted a sacred symbol - the kind commonly seen in the church.

"Dear guests, if there is no delay in anything else, we will set off." The coachman shouted into the carriage.

The four passengers exchanged glances with each other. "Let's go." The little man stuck his head out of the car window and shouted.

"Everyone, let me introduce myself. My name is Ajin, Ajin Bilge." said the little fat man. "I am the son of the president of the Dominar Chamber of Commerce." He said in a very flaunting tone. "This time I will go to the royal city - Eagle Falcon City."

"Chamber of Commerce?" The little man stopped his movements. "I thought the Chamber of Commerce were all rich people and would not come to take the mail car."

"Ha, it's very easy to take a few entourages out, but wouldn't you have to pay an extra business trip fee?" Ajin seemed to be completely unaware of the other party's coldness. "In addition, there are carriages, coachmen, etc., which can save a lot of money."

"My name is Qiang." said the little man. "I'll be exempted from the specific introduction. Anyway, I'll get off the car soon." He seemed to be careless about the others and began to continue playing with his marbles.

"My name is Close. I am also the one who is about to get off the bus." The old man answered. He seemed to have only wanted to say so much, and after he finished speaking, he closed his mouth and eyes.

"My name is Ashu Rufate, and I'm also from Eagle City." Ashu Rufate said.

"Oh, what are you doing?" Ajin was a little interested in Ashu Rufate. He looked at Ashu Rufate. The scar that ran across the bridge of his nose might not be "disfigurement", but at least it made Ashu Rufate's face very eye-catching.

"Mercenary." Ashu Rufate said simply.

"The mercenary with no weapons?" Ajin asked.

"This time I'm going on a long trip, not a war." Ash Rufate replied.

"There is no need for any weapons here in Wallonia. But go east," Klos, who had just closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes. "Public security will become worse and worse. The areas in the northeast bordering the wasteland are even full of dangers. Traveling far without weapons is not a good choice."

"I'm just going to Eagle Falcon City." Ashu Rufate said.

"It is not a place of peace and peace," the old man continued. "The city is full of vulgar and disorderly power. There are light and darkness. All kinds of dangers flow among those who wander there. If you don't have a dagger in your arms, you will feel uneasy when you go out at night."

"Is that?" Ashu Rufate smiled. "Then when I arrive at the station, the first thing I do is to buy myself the right weapon."

"What are you doing there?" The old man suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Ash Rufate with a sharp blade.

"One of my elders found a position for me there," replied Ashu Rufate.

The conversation ended here. The wheels of the carriage continued to roll. The old man named Clos continued to close his eyes and rest. The little man who claimed to be strong continued to play with his marbles. Akin looked bored at the scenery outside the window, while Ash Rufate took out a book and started reading it in the carriage.

"Oh, history book?" Ajin suddenly came to Ash Rufat. "I didn't expect the mercenaries to read these too."

"Just a little hobby." Ash Rufate said. Akin came over and he immediately put away the book.

To be honest, Ajin is actually pretty good-looking. He is fat, but he is the type that is a bit cute rather than a fat person. But the temperament of his whole body, the kind of cheesy and cheesy manner that rich young masters are really unpleasant. So Ash Rufate instinctively avoids him. Of course, this action was immediately noticed by Ajin.

"Will you do this?" Ajin looked at Ash Rufate with a special look. "It's better to have a good relationship with rich people first."

Ashu Rufate leaned against his side, pretended not to hear, and continued reading.

Time passed by as the wheels of the carriage rolled. Looking out the window, you can see that they had left Wallonia and came to a nearby town. This was their first stop and their place to have lunch.

Qiang and Klos did not lie. Because their destination was in this small town. The two of them got off the car with their luggage. In this case, only Ajin and Ashu Rufate were actually going to have lunch in the town. The carriage soon came to the entrance of a small restaurant in the town. Then, Ashu Rufate and Ashu were taken to a table in the hotel. The coachman had other arrangements, and a menu was delivered to the two of them.

"What! Can you only eat this kind of thing when you go out?" Ajin looked at the menu and immediately made a complaint. "This is simply a weight loss package!" He threw the menu aside. "I want to change a few dishes!"

The shop assistant immediately showed a smile. "You can order whatever you want, we will offset the original price before you can pay."

Ajin ordered a bunch of dishes without hesitation. After waiting for a while, lunch, which was much richer than before, was delivered. Although it was a small shop, the colors, fragrance and flavor were very good, which was very desirable. Ashrufate used the most dieting diner posture, and tasted a little bite of each dish, while Ajin feasted without hesitation.

Just as we were having dinner, a bunch of people came in outside. It was noon, and it was normal for someone to come to a restaurant to have dinner. But these people were the kind of rascals that could be seen at a glance, and everyone brought the guys.

Several scoundrels came to the next table next to Ashu Rufate to take their seats. Ashu Rufate noticed that the ordinary guests next to them, who had not served their dishes yet, changed the tables to avoid the scoundrels.

The rogues didn't care about this. They joked and joked together in a rough tone and arrogant manner, and looked in a good mood. They said something with a strong accent and spoke very quickly, making it difficult for people to understand what they were saying. But no matter what, Ashu Rufate still heard words like "Hurry up", "It's so interesting", "making a lot of money".

It feels like they had just blackmailed somewhere. Or they went out to kill and rob a vote? However, Ashu Rufate was still very suspicious of the latter. Although this place is not as peaceful as Brassian, the public security should not be so broken.

I don't know if it was busy or intentional, but after a long time, the guy didn't come up to greet these new guests. The rogues' original excited expression slowly faded away. They shouted at the guy while inquiring around. Because the other guests around had avoided it, their attention was naturally stopped at the table of Ashu Rufate.

Ajin's vulgar and gorgeous dress immediately attracted the attention of the rogues.

"Hey...hey, I'm calling you, it's you, the eldest master." A scoundrel who was closest to them said to Ajin. "What you eat seems to be quite high-end ingredients!"

Ajin was wiping his mouth there, and he just glanced at the rogue with no answer.

"Hey, it looks like you are a businessman. Do you want me to teach you the secret to make your business prosperous?" the rogue said with a dirty smile on his lips.

"I've known this for a long time." A Jin smiled disdainfully. "Just dealing with poor people like you."

To be honest, this sentence made Ash Rufate look at him with admiration. No matter how he looked at him, this little fat man named Ajin didn’t look like a Jianjiazi. He actually dared to provoke these hooligans on his own initiative?

"Give you three points of color, then you will start a dyeing shop!" The scoundrel jumped up suddenly, revealing his sword with him.

"A bunch of idiots." Ajin calmed down, at least without fear on his face. "Do you think a good family like me would go out alone without a guard?" He turned his face to Ashu Rufate. "Ahu Rufate, teach me a lesson, as long as you don't beat them to death!"
Chapter completed!