Chapter 984 The Decline of the Blood Tribe 19
It was a carriage carrying things. The carriage was piled with firewood, as high as a mountain, two meters high. It should be sent to the city.
Seeing that the horses were relatively strong, taking difficult steps step by step, it seemed difficult for the coachman to take them along the way for free.
Xining asked softly: "Do you have any money on you?"
The corners of Dracula's lips curled up inadvertently: "I don't have the habit of carrying money with me."
What are you bringing money for? Apart from blood, he doesn't need to eat or drink. He has always lived in the valley, and he only needs to fly back and forth.
"Okay!" Xining rolled his eyes helplessly: "I'll find a way."
Just say that if you encounter robbers on the road, ask the driver to take half of the wood from the car and count it as her purchase. When you get to the city, you can ask your sister for money. Well, that’s it!
The car slowly came closer, less than ten meters away, and you could clearly see the swarthy coachman wearing a felt hat.
Dracula said softly: "Stand here and wait for me."
Well, what do you mean?
Before he could react, Dracula who was standing next to him suddenly disappeared, and a gust of wind blew up. Almost at the same time, the groom driving the carriage also disappeared.
The speed was so fast, in the blink of an eye, only the silhouette of the figure could be seen faintly passing by... leaving her in a mess in the aftermath of the strong wind.
I have thought about all the steps and details, how to say it, and even prepared a slightly pitiful smile. When the time comes, I will pinch it out, transform into a noble girl who was robbed penniless by the robbers, and ask for help.
Take a deep breath and hold on!
Dracula soon returned, went to the carriage, and untied the horse. There was so much firewood in the car that I really didn’t know how it was piled up. Did they stack it on the roof of the second floor? Even the wheels were pressed into the soil, forming two deep ravines that extended all the way.
She walked over and looked at it: "This horse is for transporting goods. Do you plan to ride it to the city?"
The cargo-carrying horses are different from the riding horses. They are short in stature, with thick limbs, slow in speed, but strong in strength and endurance. Such a horse is as strong as an ox and moves as slowly as an ox. Some people ride oxen to the fields, but no one rides on a cargo horse.
The horse was freed from its restraints, exhaled a breath of humaneness, and shook its head, as if to express relief and relief.
Dracula turned around, wrapped his hands around her waist, and looked down at her.
She raised her head and looked at Dracula. Blinking his eyes, what does this guy want to do?
Dracula said gently and gracefully: "We are riding to the city." Then he gently held her up with his hands and put her on the horse easily.
She sat sideways on the horse with Dracula behind her. There wasn't even a saddle or bridle. Fortunately, the horse walked very slowly. Dracula held the mane on the horse's neck as a rein.
A little uneasy: "Does it matter if there is no reins and saddle?"
Dracula was at ease: "In the earliest days, there was no saddle, so he still rode to fight."
So, no wonder Dracula sat on the horse as steadily as if he were sitting on a bench, and his back was very straight. You could tell at a glance that he spent a lot of time on the horse.
Xining thought of something again: "Did that coachman become your snack?"
"I was a little injured just now, so I have been holding on." Dracula responded calmly: "It's better than you being a snack."
Xining turned his head and raised his eyebrows. Indeed, there is no way to refute it!
In this way, the horse walked slowly and leisurely, like a leisurely stroll.
Xining thought of something again: "Should we take a detour?" After thinking for a moment, Dracula pulled his mane and turned the horse's head towards another path.
Yes, very smart. If you are an ordinary person, you will definitely ask why you need to take a detour, and Dracula will understand it as soon as you think about it. Versace will definitely come after them on horseback, follow this road, and catch up with them.
Versace's power is not as strong as Dracula, but he is full of various equipment to deal with vampires. About the water in the kettle is holy water from the church headquarters. When no one is around, Versace might use her as a weapon against Dracula. Even if Dracula could give up on her, he would still hesitate.
And sometimes, one second, or even 0.1 seconds, can determine the winner.
So the best way is to take a detour and avoid Versace. In a crowded place, if Dracula held a human as a shield and Versace shot or beat the person to death, there is no telling what the angry crowd would do.
We walked for a full three hours. Fortunately, there was no sun today and it was mostly cloudy in this place. If the sun is shining, it will be a tough road.
Xining was drowsy on the horse, but he didn't dare to sleep. If you want to sleep, where will you lean? Leaning on Dracula's chest or his arms?
The body owner cannot be allowed to become a vampire. Even if she wants to become a vampire, she must wait until she comes back to make her own decision.
We are finally approaching the town, but when we look at it from a distance, the flags raised don’t look like the town where my eldest sister lives!
Every town and city-state will hang the flag of the local noble in charge. Each noble's family emblem is different, and the color of the flag is also different. I remember that the town where my eldest sister lived had a red flag on a black background. Although the pattern could not be seen clearly, the flag raised high in this place was red and green. It was obviously not the same town.
Dracula must be afraid that he might run into Versace no matter the road or the road. After all, there are two roads leading to the town, and the chance of running into Versace is also 50%. Dracula didn't want to take any chances until he was absolutely sure to kill Versace.
Looking at the town getting closer and closer in front of me, I have already reached here and it is impossible to go back.
Xining said with helplessness: "Dear Earl, we have no money and only have one horse. This horse should not be worth much if sold."
Dracula is still very calm, as if his mood has always been so stable, with almost no waves: "People don't need money after they die."
Understand in seconds, people are dinner and the money is taken away.
She couldn't help but laugh: "Be a robber?"
Dracula was silent for a while, not sure whether he was thinking or something. After a while, he replied: "I have already taken it."
How else would the horse come?
I was really impressed by Dracula, and my speech was a bit jumpy, but in retrospect, it was quite interesting.
No wonder vampires are generally quite rich. If you don't have money and you can't make money, you can become a robber, killing people and stealing goods, and also take care of dinner.
Finally, before closing the city gate at sunset, we arrived at the small town.
Standing at the city gate were several knights wearing close-fitting chainmail vests and swords tied to belts around their waists. Knight, hehe, what a romantic and nice name. In fact, the knights of this period were not that gentlemen. Not to mention being tolerant to women, throwing them away without taking them back to sleep was already considered good.
There was a time when he was quite arrogant, had knights under his command, and fell in love with a widowed little noble. He led people and rode horses to attack the castle where others lived, and forced them to marry.
The horse walked over step by step, and a knight stopped the horse at the door: "What are you doing?"
(End of chapter)