Several large carriages drove slowly out of Westwind Town, the eight-horse horse-drawn carriage, the kind that can seat a few people in it.

The high-spirited boys of the rich second generation, three or five people ride in a car, chat and brag in the car, while their servants ride on horses and guard the outside of the carriage, forming a huge team, heading for the bright road. .

Robb was naturally invited to the big carriage of Chenguang's family and sat with his nephew Junkant. There were two other noble children in the same car. Robb didn't remember what his name was.

Sofa, dressed as a poor maid, rode a small mare, following the car. In order not to attract attention, she deliberately bowed her head, always appearing very low-key.

The dandy boys were very interested, and there were singing from several carriages, accompanied by the sound of horses hoofs, which also had a special flavor.

After leaving Westwind Town, the convoy moved slowly to the southeast along the official road. The journey was quite boring. It was just listening to a few dudes who kept talking. In the evening, the team would camp and rest next to the official road. The dudes live in separate tents, while the servants are on guard in shifts outside, sleeping in the grass.

Robb felt a little painful and wanted to ask her to sleep in the tent, but after thinking about the conservative character of this woman, he gave up. In addition, she doesn't seem to mind sleeping in the grass, she seems to like flowers and plants very much.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye, getting closer and closer to the bright road.

This afternoon, the convoy had arrived at a place less than a hundred miles away from the Bright Road. Several noble children chatted for a while, and then picked up snacks and fruit wine to cheer.

After drinking a few sips of fruit wine, a little noble child who was in the car with Robb began to talk more: "Brothers, it’s not me who blows, I’m super talented in magic, and my dad has praised it since I was a child. I have strong magical powers, I learn things very fast, you see, my hand of flame magic..."

After speaking, he murmured a word, waved his hand, and a fireball the size of a ping-pong ball was thrown out of the car window and hit a big tree on the side of the road. The bark was burned to a small, big The tree shook its leaves for a while, as if laughing at the power of this fireball.

But this little noble boy was not at all shy, but triumphantly said: "Look, I only rely on self-study to have such strength. When I enter the Magic Academy and learn the orthodox academic magic, then Am I not flying yet?"

Robb didn’t know what to say. He really wanted to tell this noble child that the most scumbag, most useless Lv.1 magician in the game, the one who just built the account, just throw it away. Fireball is also stronger than him.

Conte clapped his applause: "George, your fireball is really awesome! To tell you the truth, I learned wind magic from my uncle for many years, but I still don’t even know how to use it. No wind can blow out, alas, my level is far worse than yours."

The aristocratic child known as George was happy, laughed loudly, and comforted his brother after he laughed: "Kant, you have great sword skills! Although you are only an apprentice knight now, you can become an official knight in a few years. Right?"

Conte said with a bitter face: "I haven't figured out whom to swear to, or whose knight to be!"

George laughed: "Swear an oath to Godfather and be his guardian knight."

Robb was secretly happy next to him.

Conte said: "But I feel Godfather doesn't need a knight at all! Is there anything he can't handle by himself?"

The two little noble children next to me thought about it carefully, and it was really like this.

"Oh, yes!" It was about Godfather, which made these young people think of Robert Smith, who was sitting next to him and had the same name as Godfather.

The guy named George turned his head and said to Robb: "I heard that you are the orphan of the Smith family, and you are going to sign up for the magic item specialty, then you should have a considerable level of practice in wind magic?"

Robb said: "Understand a little, understand a little."

"How much do you know?" George said: "Surely better than my fireball, right?"

Nonsense, if you are not as powerful as your fireball, it would be better for labor and management to smash and die on a nearby tree. Robb wanted to jump up and vomit this guy's slot, but his current identity is an ordinary fallen aristocrat. It is better not to act too jumpy, so he can only say indifferently: "That is to say, he can beat a few ordinary wind blade skills. ."

"Oh! Can you use ordinary wind blade technique? It's really amazing." Several young people in the car sighed together: "It's too strong."

Strong mud media! You guys seem to be eighteen or nine years old, right? Are you old enough to live with dogs? Isn't it too dainty?

Robber really wanted to jump up and hammer people.

Everyone was talking here. Suddenly, a guard outside the convoy shouted: "Ah, there is a caravan ahead of us, the royal caravan led by Gu Gu and Ji Ji."

When Robb heard this, he thought to himself: Is the Royal Caravan? I must go to Westwind Town to buy iron ingots produced by my ‘mining company’. If they don’t see me, a guy who rarely leaves the stone chair in Westwind Town, they will definitely be suspicious. Fortunately, I am not far from the road of light. As long as I walk into the city gate with these noble children, show my face, and report to the school, I can open the portal immediately and go back. It is estimated that the royal caravan will return I haven't been to Westwind Town yet.

The two teams met head-on and greeted each other, and then both teams began to move toward the side of the road, to move half of the official road out to each other. Especially on the side of the dudes, they are only rich second generations after all. How dare they compete with the caravans of royal merchants like Gu Gu Ji Ji, the guards stopped their horses, and the carriage moved as far as possible toward the edge of the road.

To describe it in a native dialect, it means "to be overwhelmed."

Robb didn't care, but the dudes in the same car were unhappy. George couldn't help but whispered: "Cut, what is the royal merchant? It sounds good. It's not just a businessman, but Are we noble or not? Actually want us to make way! When I learned a great magic in the Academy of Magic and became a great magician, even Her Majesty would look at me high, and I would be fine with the team on this road. He gurgled and forced them to make way for me every day."

How bored are you? Robb really wanted to spit him out: When you become a big man, there will be no time to fight this kind of anger.

Another aristocratic child also whispered: "That is, thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor. These people who look down on me now, I will slap them in the face in the future."

Robb: I wipe it! In which fantasy novel are you the protagonist?