Lorenzo leaned against the car window, his head resting on his hands, his eyes moving outside the window, admiring the monotonous and repetitive scenery.
The pitch-black night and the continuous blizzard completely obscured the stars. He could see nothing except the chaotic darkness and his own face vaguely reflected in the car window.
Looking back, everything inside the carriage was familiar. This was the same train that Lorenzo had taken when he went to the port of Rendonna to carry out commissions from the Viking countries.
The decoration inside the carriage was very luxurious. As the carriage swayed, the wine bottles in the cabinets also collided slightly with each other, making bursts of crisp sounds.
Lorenzo sighed helplessly. Everything now was very similar to when he went to Gaulnalo.
He continued to look, and saw several familiar figures already sitting on the sofas arranged horizontally. Tired from the journey, they leaned on each other and fell into a deep sleep.
Lorenzo was really bored and started admiring the way several people slept.
Shrike crossed his arms, lowered his head, and leaned against the wall. He was indeed one of the few serious people among them. Even when he was sleeping, he looked very serious. Next to him was Red Falcon. He didn't care about his image at all. He lay half of his body on the sofa, took off his shoes, and put his legs on the armrest of the sofa. Half of his foot was in the air, and he swayed slightly with the carriage.
This is not really a comfortable sleeping position. Lorenzo guessed that Red Falcon would have a sore back when he woke up.
In another corner was Shao Liangye. Due to Hongshun's terrible sleeping position, there was no room left for him on the sofa, so he sat down in a corner of the carriage after putting down several layers of cushions, and did not forget to hold his weapon while sleeping.
These are all the members in this train carriage. As for the others, they are in other carriages and no one knows what they are preparing. As for the ladies accompanying them, out of a gentleman's perspective, Lorenzo and others gave up the only berths to them, and most of them are probably sleeping soundly now.
Ah... Lorenzo also wanted to lie on the bed and have a good sleep instead of wasting the long night here listening to the snoring of the kestrel.
After Watson brought the news of the disaster, the holiday came to an end and everyone took action, trying to get out in the shortest time possible. Then they gathered the next night after the party, which was about ten hours ago.
Everything was so rushed that Lorenzo didn't even have time to tidy up the office.
"So... did I lock the door?"
Lorenzo had been thinking about this damn thing since he got in the car.
Although there was nothing valuable in the office, Lorenzo felt uncomfortable at the thought of being visited by thieves, not to mention that there were a bunch of deadly weapons hidden in the house. The situation in Jiu Dunling was so bad now that even Lorenzo knew that he should not cause trouble for Su Yalan Hall.
There was more than just haste in the matter. Orders were issued hastily, supplies were mobilized hastily, and even the farewells seemed hasty.
Those who could participate in the battle were urgently gathered together, and those who could not participate became the family members who were separated... I guess they could be considered family members.