The Swordsman of Faerûn

Chapter 223 The Carriage on the Way
Sandro used to be the best coachman in Waterdeep, and of course he is now, not only is he a top-notch driver, but his horses are stronger and more durable than others, but now Sandro almost hates that the one on the carriage is almost never The little boy who has traveled a long way has a bad face, I regret it!Knowing that the rainy season is coming, how could he be so open-eyed and accept this errand so foolishly?

That damn bastard, bastard, bastard!How could he be so bold to seduce Lord Balmede's lover, and even abducted that bitch and ran away with Lord Balmede's savings for many years.

"This daring little bastard, I hope he will be found by Balmede's men as soon as possible!" Sandro muttered angrily, and of course he added in his heart, "After I get rid of you two damn troubles."

Sandro also just found out the truth of the matter. When he found out that the bitch sitting in the carriage and wearing a cloak was actually the most beloved mistress of the biggest underground gang leader in Waterdeep City - "Blood Claw" Valdez, Almost freaked out.Damn!This is really "the kennel is located in the Tower of the Dead Souls - I ran into old Jaeger (ancient god of death) when I went out" and saw the undead. Anyone who hangs out on the streets of Waterdeep City knows that "Blood Claw" Valdez He has a vicious reputation, but he actually helped this pair of "adulter and adulteress" escape, really impatient.

Sandro also thought about selling the dog and man in the carriage, but unfortunately this idea was just a thought.Not to mention how cruel and vicious that "Blood Claw" Valdez is, he is used to turning his face on others mercilessly, even if he sends the two of them to the door, the murderer will also cramp him and the pair of bastards and chop them into meat paste .

The pair of mourners in the car alone made Sandro dispel this idea. That little boy is nothing but a low-level little mage. Apart from being proficient in tricks to fool people, he can also remember a few tricks similar to [ Cheat Dafa], [Foot Oil] or [Hypnotism] and other rubbish spells.Only that damned bitch, who doesn't know that the most beloved mistress of "Blood Claw" Valdez was once the most insidious assassin and conspirator in the sewers, how many enemies of Blood Claw died in this woman's belly superior.

After Sandro learned the truth of the matter, he could only try his best to stay away from Waterdeep City and avoid the sphere of influence of Blood Claw, which is why he rushed on the road in the rain.But the terrified coachman obviously forgot how scary driving is during the rainy season, after all, he usually avoids work during this period of time.

More and more mud not only glued the wheels of the carriage into lumps, but also trapped the horseshoes of the pony pulling the cart. No matter how whipped and driven by Sandro, the four stocky ponies were still struggling to get back together. Taking a step forward, he could only stand still and scream loudly.

"Seres! What should we do? Are they already chasing us?" In the stationary carriage, a pale young man was talking to his companion sitting opposite him. Looking around, it seems worried that something will suddenly pop out from the dark rain.

"My dear little Daniel, don't worry! Although the rainy weather made it impossible for us to travel normally, Valdez's subordinates are also subject to this restriction. Hehe, just relying on those fools who have no brains, they will definitely not be able to see through it for a while. The camouflage I set up. So there is still a good chance of entering Enook before they find out the truth." It was the pale man's companion and lover who was speaking, this one called Celis by the pale man The woman's voice was nice, with a feminine accent in her accent, but although what she said were comforting words, there was a strange sarcasm on her face.

"What? Or do you still can't let go of your previous life?"

The little boy, who was called Daniel by the woman, had a terrified expression that suddenly turned ferocious, and he growled in a low voice, "I can't let it go? I can't let it go! I'm just not reconciled! I'm not reconciled! Why? I've been with her for ten years, ten years! But...in the end, I'm not as good as a kid who just came from the country, that damned little bumpkin! Why didn't you kill him, Selyse?"

"Kill him? That little guy? Wake up, dear little Daniel. If we had done that, your teacher would have been the first to jump out and clean up the door instead of opening the door like he is now." Just turn a blind eye and don't forget that she is a real archmage." Selyse sighed.

The face of the little boy named Daniel immediately became depressed, and he whispered a little cowardly: "But...but that shouldn't just let that little bumpkin, that damned bastard be so lightly."

Celis chuckled lightly and said, "Hehe, it's just that he beat me up a few times, it's not a big deal. Speaking of which, I'm really curious, where did that little guy come from, although The fire is still a little tender, and my fighting skills are really good, even I almost suffered a disadvantage." Speaking of this, Selyse couldn't help touching her slender neck, smacking her beautiful and sexy lips, showing a smile on her face. Weird look.If he hadn't acted decisively and bit the boy's vitals, he might have strangled his neck.

I hope that poor little guy won't leave any psychological shadow in the future, but it seems that I have already verified it, so it shouldn't be.Thinking of this, Selyse's mouth revealed a strange smile again.

"Ask our coachman, can this damned carriage still go? By the way, tell him that the reward for ten gems is not that easy to earn." Seeing the carriage standing still for a long time, Selyse spoke to Daniel impatiently. Said.

The little boy Daniel nodded quickly when he heard the words, then opened the wooden door of the carriage, poked his head out of the car and shouted loudly: "Sandro! Damn it, we've been here for a long time, what are you doing! Don't let me The ten gemstones I spent are worth nothing. Tell me, when will this damned carriage be able to move on?"

Sandro, beading his face, stopped beating his horse and explained over his shoulder: "Dear Mr. Daniel, I think we're stuck in this damned mud, and unless we're helped by some useful magic It’s hard for us to get rid of them.” Truth be told, Sandro doesn’t mean to be sarcastic about his employer, he’s just habitually making excuses for his predicament.

Just like Sandro whipped his beloved pony for a long time on purpose, in fact, it was just for a show to show that he has been earnestly earning the reward he deserves. It was just Sandro's trick.If Daniel got out of the car and took a closer look, he would know that although Sandro whipped hard enough, the strong ponies didn't actually get whipped much.

But Daniel was unwilling to let his clean calfskin boots come into contact with the dirty mud, and his pale face had turned red, and he roared angrily: "Damn it! Sandro, you despicable carriage Husband, are you laughing at me? You will pay for it."

It was only then that Sandro remembered that the little boy in front of him was a psychologically fragile guy, and failure in magic was his biggest taboo. It was said that even the new magic apprentice was better than him.And the indirect fuse of this escape is also because of this.

Just as the coachman was about to explain with an apologetic smile, he suddenly showed a look of panic. He pointed at the back of the carriage and screamed: "There is someone! Someone is chasing up from behind!"

The little white-faced Daniel was so frightened by the coachman that he almost fell off the carriage. He danced and grabbed the top edge of the carriage, and looked tremblingly at the way behind the carriage.Sure enough, several shadowy figures were coming here along the muddy road.

With hopeless fear on his face, Daniel shrank timidly into the carriage and screamed: "Seris and the others are chasing them! I'm going to die, I'm going to die, woo-woo--I don't want to die yet , help me" This timid and crappy mage (let's call him a mage) was so frightened that he burst into tears.

The experienced Celis had already heard the scream of the coachman Sandro. She immediately pushed open the baffle of the small window on the rear wall of the carriage, and carefully checked the equipment on her body. The dagger was inserted firmly. It is not reliable, the rapier is not placed smoothly, and there are two small crossbows on both sides, and the strings on the bow are not strong.

If it wasn't for this easy-to-control scapegoat, Selyse would have been too lazy to bother with the idiot Daniel. She pushed away the poor creature who was hugging her thigh and crying, and said in a deep voice, "Shut up and hide under the carriage! Don't worry!" I will protect you." As he spoke, he kicked Daniel out of the carriage, and began to observe the approaching "chasers".

Daniel let out a miserable howl and was kicked into the muddy water outside the carriage defenselessly, then sat up like a drenched chicken, first glanced at the mud on his body with disgust, then remembered the situation he was facing now, and could no longer care about the mud Dirty, he hurriedly climbed under the carriage, only to find that there was already a person there, but it was Sandro, the coachman.

Sandro's whole body was covered in mud, and he was lying there like a groundhog, which was almost indistinguishable at once. He grinned at Daniel, showing his yellow teeth, and asked, "Dear Mr. Daniel, what do you do?" Come down too, you should go and help Ms. Selyse fight, use your magic."

Daniel imitated Sandro and smeared mud on his body, and said angrily: "Shut up! You incompetent coachman, Selyse doesn't need my help. Hurry up and pretend for me, if it's not for you, damn it How could we be overtaken?" Sandro pouted disdainfully, grabbed a handful of mud and threw it on Daniel's annoying face
Waiting is the longest, especially when you are near death.The people who came were not walking slowly, as if the bad muddy road didn't affect them at all, and they "chased" very leisurely, as if they were not worried that the "target" would run away.

The people on the side of the carriage could already see the appearance of the people coming, they were four strange "chasers" wearing thick "waterproof cloaks", walking very calmly, especially the one walking in front, Barefoot, it seems that every step has a strange rhythm.

Suddenly, a small head popped out from under the man's cloak, and yelled a few words at the carriage.

(End of this chapter)