There are no decent carriages in the town.
And the last time Magne rented the carriage to the players, it turned into a pile of broken copper and iron after the players operated like a tiger. This caused him to never bring the team back after buying the carriage again. The small town is basically docked at the post station near Lancaster...
Fortunately, there are still some carpenters in the town, and they made up two sleigh carriages that can be used together.
The real problem is the animals pulling the carts.
In addition, after Xi Wei started the domestication system for pets and mounts, there were always players who ran to the forest and came back after catching a bunch of messy beasts. Although less than one tenth of them have been domesticated successfully, considering the base number, there are actually many domesticated beasts in the town.
It's just that it might be because these beasts live on the edge of the Valley of the Dead in Vain, and have been influenced by the Valley of the Dead in Vain, so that their appearances are rather unremarkable.
"I said, is there something wrong with the aesthetics of players like you..." Angra chose left and right for a while, and couldn't help asking Edward and the others.
"About this, you can read the post I wrote on the player forum yesterday." Goudan, who has been obsessed with writing strategy posts recently, suggested to him: "The title is "About the recent rationality and "Aesthetic Changes", I also took a lot of pictures to ensure that there are dry goods."
"Because I always feel that my sanity will change after reading this post, so you can tell me the conclusion directly." Angra hesitated for a moment, and finally did not dare to click on this post, but asked directly.
"To put it simply, it will be more difficult for the sea-dwelling holy envoys who have taken the deep dive route to restrain their thoughts, and the aesthetics will become somewhat affected by the tendency to summon tentacles that can be revived after the battle. It’s strange, and at the same time, because the concentrated performance of the above two situations will make their behavior appear a bit rude, so I will refer to this situation as Cthulhu.” Goudan explained his research results simply and directly: “And The teammates of the Sea Dwelling Holy Envoy will also be affected, and there will be a little Cthulhu tendency. But don’t worry, this will not cause any trouble, besides, you will think that these animals are quite handsome after watching them for a long time... "
Angela, who didn't think those distorted creatures were handsome at all, searched for a while before finally finding two deer that looked like they had hyperosteogeny. They were ugly, but compared to other distorted creatures that affected the appearance of the city The variety is much better.
In addition to Edward's team, there was also a two-person team, one fat and one thin, who finally accepted the escort mission. Because Angela had a little impression of these two people, and remembered that they seemed to be lucky, so they finally took them along.
When the two deer carts were driving in the snow, Edward quietly found Alina who was eating candy, and asked curiously: "What did the lord tell you to make you agree to participate in this mission?"
"He said," Elena's face was serious, and Edward was also sitting upright, waiting to hear how the lord would understand it with emotion and reason. The girl said very seriously: "At the banquet, milk pudding, enough .”
Edward:? ?
Alternate Saintess, aren't you too easy to steal a little...
Silver Eagle Principality, Tunaya City.
This is the capital of the Silver Eagle Principality, and the mansion of the Grand Duke of Silver Eagle is in the center of the city. It stands like a Silver Eagle Castle with its wings spread.
Almost the entire city was built around the Silver Eagle Castle. The wide Yarabe River traversed the city and split into two streams around the Silver Eagle Castle to form a natural moat.
It is said that there used to be a small hill in the center of Tunaya, but the founding emperor of the Valla Empire missed the achievements of the Duke of Silver Eagle's ancestors, so he sent people to dig up that mountain, and built a masterpiece of Silver Eagle Castle on the original site, and put it The piece of land was entrusted to the ancestors of Silver Eagle, and it became the private land of the Fate family from generation to generation.
"Only when you see this kind of castle, can you truly understand that you are also a nobleman..."
Edward looked at the majestic castle that could be seen at a glance even from outside the city, and couldn't help sighing.
"So you didn't regard me as a noble before?" Angra said dissatisfied.
"Well, you see, I used to be a village chief's child, and the biggest nobleman I've ever seen is the baron who looks like a dog among the tax officials when he pays taxes. Just because of this, he often looks at us with his nostrils." Edward shrugged Shrugged: "In my original impression, the bigger nobles should look at people through their navels. It's not like you. You often go to the town to observe the address of buildings in person, and you can still get along with people like us."
"Your perception of nobles is too biased..." Angela retorted: "There are good people among the nobles, and those who look at people with their belly buttons are not monsters."
Originally, Angra wanted to give a few examples to prove that besides herself, there are also good people among the nobles, but after much deliberation, she couldn't find positive examples. Instead, there are many negative examples of exploiting the people and acting recklessly.
Then Angela suddenly realized that, in fact, with his original way of thinking, he couldn't realize that it was wrong to levy taxes indiscriminately for his own extravagant life, conscript soldiers for a little whim, drive and slaughter refugees at will; it was precisely because During this period of time, I had too much contact with players who were born in Lower Riba, and my way of thinking began to become a bit player-like... No, maybe it should be more objective.
It was only at this time that he realized that there was so much filth and filth hidden under the luxurious appearance of those high-ranking nobles.
Before Angra calmed down and thought about it carefully, there was a noise outside the carriage.
"What's wrong?" he asked, looking up.
"There is a convoy rushing with us," Vera poked her head out to ask a little bit, then came back and said, "They are vying for a place in line to enter the city."
Angela frowned, and stepped out of the carriage to see who the other party was, but saw Joe, who was carrying the 'Giant's Toe', standing in front of the other driver's driver, his strong chest shaking left and right in turn to demonstrate to the other party , and even the huge sword behind him kept shaking with his movements.
As a soldier, Joe doesn't seem to be very afraid of the cold, and the clothes on his body are relatively thin, but this also makes the visual effect of his actions extremely shocking. The brain of the coachman on the other side who was about to be shaken by Joe's face was completely shut down, and he didn't know what to do.
In the end, it was the owner of their carriage. A girl about fourteen or fifteen years old poked her head out to take a look, and said to Joe with a blank expression, "You have big breasts, you go first." This ended the meaningless fight. .
When Angra saw the other party, she subconsciously hid in the car.
"Why is she? It's a little troublesome now..."