Every time they came to a town, they would get off the carriage to take a rest, and they would pass through the town two or three times a day.
Ian thought this journey was pleasant, but Joanna didn't sleep well on the bumpy carriage, instead she didn't seem very interested. This made Ian, who was still a little excited, completely give up the idea of wandering around, and instead leaned close to Joanna, hoping to make her lean more comfortably and sleep better.
The driver didn't talk much. As someone who can be hired by the royal family, he knows when to exist and when to "disappear". It's just that he was a little surprised that the prince was so attentive to this ordinary-looking witch... He knew that there was a witch in the car, and he was even there when the evil witch attacked the palace that day. Because of this, he felt that he was old and couldn't handle it. In such a sudden situation, he resigned and returned to his hometown, but he did not expect that the prince was in the village next to him, so he was invited to be the coachman to take the prince back to the palace this time.
However, no matter how I look at it, I don't think this is a witch, but a weak and sick woman. The coachman who has never seen many witches can't compare, so I can only compare the evil witch who left arrogantly that day. Therefore, after a long time, he did not have the kind of vigilance he had at the beginning, and even thought that perhaps the soldiers who came to pass the message were overly concerned. Is such a taciturn and weak woman a witch
However, after one encounter, he knew how powerful the witch he was carrying was.
It was a time when they were on their way, and it rained non-stop, and it continued for several days. From the light rain at the beginning to the downpour later, they had to stay in a town for a few days, until the rain stopped before continuing. Hit the road.
While they were dining in the inn's restaurant, townspeople rushed in to say flash floods had broken out and the road to another town was blocked by mud and rocks. The point is, there was a caravan over there that rushed to this town to take shelter from the rain, and it seemed to be buried in the mud!
Anxious people want to go out to save people, but in this case, I am afraid not only can't save people, but take their own lives!
"My lady?" The prince's words made the coachman come back to his senses. He saw a woman in black and blue that was almost the same color as the outside. After wiping her mouth with a napkin, she stood up. The lizards and tortoises on the other chair were all in their arms.
"I'm going out, you guys are waiting here..."
"No, I want to be with you!" The prince spoke quickly, as if afraid that the woman would throw him off. He also hurriedly said that he wanted to follow, and now he was going to bring the horse out and pull the cart.
"Whatever car you pull, the horse will also get sick in this weather." The witch shook her head and threw the lizard out in front of the door.
The lizard rolled in the air and turned into a flying dragon. Under the shock of everyone, the witch held up a small parasol, blocking the raindrops from five meters away, and sat sideways on the back of Feilong. As for the prince, he also quickly climbed onto the dragon's back under the stunned gaze of the coachman. The dragon's wings flew into the air with a flutter of wings, and in a blink of an eye, he disappeared outside the town and disappeared in the eyes of everyone.
The coachman did not care about the heavy rain that continued to fall after the witch had left, and immediately went to get the horse out and rode it wildly in the rain; he was ordered by the king to return the prince safely to the palace! Now the prince was taken away by a dragon right in front of him, is that okay
But when the driver arrived at the place where the torrent collapsed, he found that the terrifying torrent was blocked by a huge tortoise with horns, while the witch and the prince were standing beside the mud, still a drop of rain They couldn't touch them either, and the dragon that just appeared and the big black bird with blue flames that also appeared at some point kept pulling one person after another from the mud.
The witch threw the little parasol out, and the little parasol shielded the raindrops more widely, including all the survivors. The witch, who had always been clean, disregarded the filth at this time, and the survivors approached one by one, checked their bodies, and fed the pills she was carrying. Although it is a bit regrettable that some people have died of anger, but it is undeniable that if it is not for the witch's shot, these people will definitely be submerged in the mud, rather than some people survived by luck.
"Miss, is there anything I can do to help?" the driver hurried forward and asked.
The witch nodded, "Go find the man and the carriage, and bring them all back to the town. Ask if there is a spacious inn that can accommodate them for a night. Their condition is not optimistic and they need to rest."
The driver hurried to find someone.
The rescue operation took half a day, and the witch was more often with the survivors, giving them proper medicine and care.
After confirming that there was no one under the mountain mud, the flying dragon, the black phoenix and the giant tortoise changed back to the original lizards, crows and little turtles. The pouring flash flood continued to pour in, and Joanna, who had been maintaining the magic power supply, was also exhausted. After everyone was properly rescued, they fell into a deep sleep, not seeing the respect the townspeople had for her, and the eager eyes Ian gave her.
His goddess is indeed so kind.