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Noblewa village is really small.After leaving the village square, the ox cart crossed the fence in the blink of an eye, the wheels rolled forward, and soon ran over the old wooden bridge "red gap".

This wooden bridge over the Guy River is older than the village of Nobleva.It is said that when the king fought with the British-German-lan robbers, two battles broke out near the bridge, and as many as 500 knights were buried here.But these are all stories handed down by the old man. Little Arge has always been unbelieving, and the reason is very simple:

If so many knights were killed in battle, wouldn't the number of sergeants, soldiers, and handymen who died together be thousands?With just so many corpses, the shallow and narrow Guy River can be blocked, not to mention the spoils such as swords and armors, which are all right to spread the fields.

The credibility of this old story is too low.Of course, the stories passed down by the ancestors are certainly not all lies, especially those related to the ancient empire.According to legend, before the day of destruction, the whole of Europe, and even the whole world, was ruled by the great United Empire. People were not poor or hungry, and they were full of happiness at all times, more comfortable than the paradise in the scriptures.

This great empire not only built countless magnificent cities, but also diligently digged underground and built a network of tunnels worth millions of miles away, accommodating more citizens than sand.In addition, the empire also has an extremely powerful wizard's guild, capable of creating omnipotent super magical weapons; with the help of magic, people can either soar in the sky or dive deep into the ocean, and ground transportation is not a problem. , In just one day, you can run from Ai Erlan to Khitan...

These legends are far more exaggerated than "hundreds of knights killed in the village".But the young Albert just believed, and didn't have the slightest doubt.Because the relics left by the ancient empire have been with mortals for thousands of years, and they will appear in sight immediately.

This is the Empire Avenue.Close to the old river, the roadbed is like a hill above the ground, and the road is covered with ancient giant rocks.The four-wheeled cart driven by François "Blue Fingers" has already turned on the ramp to the main road. The bullock cart they are sitting on will soon enter this stretch under the guidance of the deep rut. A thousand miles of grey old road.

This year, when the eldest brother went home to visit relatives, he told a lot of novel stories to little Albert.According to him, on the map of the Cathedral of Ajemo, the distance between the village of Nobleva and the Baron of Bayonne is not far away, and much closer than Cotvemel.But between the Baronial Territory and Nobleva, there are all new roads built in the past two hundred years. Many areas are not even paved with sand. Once it rains heavily, it will immediately turn into yellow mud soup. When the spring is thawed, the road will even be Turn over the whole.

This kind of road is no different from the village road built by Nobleva himself.With the bullock cart walking on it, it would be fast to run two fares (about eight kilometers) an hour.But the Empire Avenue is different, especially the road to Cotvemel.Thousands of years of wind and rain have caused many cracks in the road surface and collapse of some roadbeds, but the vehicle can still speed. Even the slowest two-wheeled bullock cart can run four fares in an hour.

More importantly, more than half of the Imperial Avenue is a straight section. It is convenient for cars to walk, and livestock is not easy to get tired.The journey from Noblewa village to the destination takes only two hours and a half, and the bull mule does not have to rest on the way, saving the coachman and passengers a lot of hard work.

In contrast, going to the Baronian Territory is obviously a lot more troublesome, not only in bad road conditions, but also through a large damp forest.In case the vehicle is damaged, the passengers can only get out of the vehicle. When there is no way in front of the village and the shop, the people will replace the wooden wheels and repair the bottom of the car...

The smooth journey made Albert's mood exceptionally good, and his worries at the time of departure were quickly wiped out.Along the way, he was very active, and he was basically not idle; but then again, he had just turned eleven this year, and he was originally too old to sit still.

To put it aside, the adults will definitely reprimand.But the bullock cart walked very steadily today, and you won't lose your balance no matter how you toss.In this case, Lucien would not rebuke the little Albert even if he stood upside down in the carriage, let alone the famous honest man Raymond Janec.

However, the young Albert is not too much.At most, he stood up from the floor and walked around the car a few times.After getting tired of the fun, he grabbed the wooden car barrier enthusiastically, first admiring the roadside scenery, and then greeted the "blue finger" fiercely in front of him; waiting for François to block his ears annoyingly , He turned to wave his hand in the air again, close to the birds passing by in the sky.

There was a blackbird that really responded to him: the first step is to make two "tweeting" calls to divert little Albert's attention; the second step is to close his wings and swoop down, and suddenly at the last moment Pull up and shake out a green and white thing.

Little Albert hid quickly, and walked away completely.Lucien, who drove the car, was unfortunately unlucky, and the seeds were directly hit by bird feces.The old man was dozing off, but he was so excited by the blackbird that he almost fell off his seat.

After realizing that something had happened, the old sheepboy immediately took off his soiled headscarf and yelled at the sky.The more he cursed, the louder his voice became, and the more he cursed, the more trembling his tone became. In the end, it was not the trouble of looking for the yellow-billed bird at all, but was venting his dissatisfaction.

"So, this hell of the petition, it's weird that it will have a result!" He put the turban dyed in purple and bought for a lot of money into the straw basket, the muscles on the cheeks kept shaking, and the saliva star spurted out. Far away:

"The one above. Your Majesty! What the hell did I think, I would be persuaded by that group of people, and actually helped that group of people make suggestions, actually got on the bullock cart and ran all the way to Empire Avenue! XXX XX, why didn’t I stick to it and continue fighting with them!"

"The one above is with us. Believers Lucien, he can hear all the words you utter." Raymond Janel lowered his head religiously, and at the same time did not forget to take off his straw hat. Hand it to the old man:

"The suffering of the petition team is not meaningless. We are fighting for the well-being of the villagers. This is a sacred and glorious duty. Don't complain. Just raise your head and be proud of this feat."

What he said is really impossible to answer.Lucien closed his mouth immediately and continued to drive the car with his whip; Isabella, who had been pretending to be asleep, hummed disdainfully and held the bran-filled soft pillow tighter.