Medieval White Elf Story

Going upstream from the Somes River you can directly enter the hinterland of the Principality of Zeon, and then go ashore and walk overland for about a day to reach the capital of the Principality, Quen.

At noon on the fourth day after receiving the invitation letter from Duchess Zeon, Flynn stood on the specially hired merchant ship, watching the figures of the cheap dad and mom on the dock gradually disappearing as the merchant ship moved, and he slowly fell into a daze. .

After two days of hard work, he finally succeeded in persuading Cheap Daddy and his vassals to accept his proposal and accept the invitation of Duchess Zeon to go to Quen. Then he spent the same amount of time to get Cheap Mum to also Promise to let yourself out.

This job is not easy, especially the ideological work of being a cheap mother. The Viscountess, who insists that the cheap father is afraid of Duke Zeon's intimidation and only cares about his own wealth and life, cruelly forced his son to go out and die, naturally All the anger was directed at the cheap daddy. At least Flynn thought that even after he finally left, Viscount Bain would spend the night in the study for a long time.

Anyway, in the end, Quinn's trip started smoothly. Before leaving, the tearful Viscountess hugged her baby son reluctantly. Her tears and saliva soaked Flynn's clothes. The instructions almost delayed the sailing time until the evening.

Frankly speaking, Flynn didn't want to risk his own life and make this trip to make the Viscountess so heartbroken, but other than that, he couldn't think of any other way, just like when he faced the retinues It was the same after the fight, no matter whether he wanted to or not, he had to face it with all his might. Who knew he was the heir to the Bain family?

"Master, would you like to come into the cabin for a while?" Dibelli appeared out of control, interrupting Flynn's sentimental mood of farewell.

Wiping the traces left by the Viscountess on his face with his sleeves, he would not be laughed at because he was crying and would embarrass the Bain family. The clothes that happened to be wet could also be changed. Flynn turned around and asked, "How long will it take?" to Quon”

Dibelli was so stupid that he obviously didn't pay attention to the question of estimated travel time. He opened his mouth and didn't know how to answer.If it hadn't been for the tavern battle that left a deep impression on Flynn, he wouldn't have been selected as a guard this time. Fortunately, Baron Artus emerged from the cabin and answered for him: "We'll pass." Today we have two days to reach Sherrol, where we can disembark and change into a carriage, and then we can reach Quen in two days."

A total of four and a half days, this journey is not too short. He will have to endure a lot of travel on the road. Flynn couldn't help but secretly muttered: "If there is a high-speed rail, no, even the slowest green car in the past will probably take more time." Running much faster than now.”

Complaints are complaints. There is nothing Flynn can do about this magical time and space in the medieval era. Even Baron Artus, who Flynn thinks is quite knowledgeable, would tell him that there is a transportation system that travels [-] kilometers a day in the world. If the tool exists, he probably will only think that he is telling a fantasy story. In his impression, even the legendary unicorn living deep in the jungle cannot run so fast, and it is impossible for him to not eat, drink or rest. Keep running at this speed.

With nothing to say to these primitive people, and lacking a common language to communicate with, Flynn could only choose to walk into the cabin glumly, preparing to change out of his clothes.

In order to ensure that this journey is as safe as possible, Viscount Bain and his wife selected almost all the people in the territory who had decent fighting ability. In addition to Artus and DeBelli, who were personally named by Flynn, there were also five warriors. Twelve ordinary followers, including the five people in the tavern battle.If two guys hadn't recovered from their injuries, the eight guys would probably have been selected. Although Flynn had already suffered a big bad luck because of these guys' greed, the combat effectiveness of these guys was still good, so he could only hold them back. The nose takes them on the road with them.

Because the selection work was mainly conducted by the Viscount and his wife, Flynn did not have much say. Obviously, the Viscount and his wife were still concerned about the issue of Old Tibbs sending people to assassinate their precious son. The criterion for selection was whether they could be the first A priority condition, but Flynn felt that the biggest threat was definitely not face-to-face fighting, which would be too underestimated of old Tibbs's methods.He also needs some talents who can help him with IQ to face various conspiracies and conspiracies that he may encounter in the future, so he insists on choosing Baron Artus as the leader of the accompanying bodyguards.Unfortunately, IQ is a rare talent. Among the people Flynn knew, apart from Artus, who could barely do it, he couldn't find anyone else he could recommend, so the entire team was still filled with a lot of brash men who were full of muscles.

After changing clothes, the ship had gone a long way when he came out. Gradually, only a small black spot remained in Bernburg. After a while, it would disappear completely. It was not difficult for Flynn to imagine the Viscountess sending her away. Feeling sad after Aiko, he couldn't help but sigh.

"I miss your parents." The considerate Artus came over, apparently planning to act as a spiritual mentor to soothe his young master's sadness.

"No." Flynn flatly denied, and then quickly changed the subject: "Why did we choose to take a boat instead of going directly by land? It should be faster that way."

"It will be faster, but it will also be less safe." Artus patiently explained the meaning of the itinerary to Flynn. "If you take a boat, you can avoid ambushes on the road. After arriving at Sherrol, it will be safer because the earl there is related to your mother. Then you can go directly to Quen from his territory and feel more at ease."

It’s another messy relationship, but most of the time, relatives between nobles don’t play any role. It’s often your seventh aunt or eighth aunt who plots your territory, not to mention that the other person is a vassal of Duke Zeon, so this seems Proper arrangements are not as reliable as imagined.

But it was enough for him to know this kind of thing in his mind. Flynn did not intend to say it out loud to make the people around him nervous. He felt that the possibility of an accident on the way to Quen was not high. The difficulty was how to escape from Quen.At present, he doesn't have any plan to deal with it. He just plans to take it one step at a time. It is not as sure as he promised everyone at the beginning.

The main purpose of speaking so full of words is to allow Viscount Bain and his wife to let him out with confidence, otherwise the difficulties he will face will be even more unsolvable. Flynn can only bite the bullet and get a chance. What chance of winning depends on what the old fox will do. Dealing with oneself is a matter of pure luck, but things have developed to this point, and it is no good not to gamble on luck.

Thinking of this, Flynn felt a sense of loss about his future, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"It's still very early, you should rest for a while." Artus, who noticed that Flynn was depressed, advised his little master.