After living in that poetic and picturesque town for a night, the leisurely and comfortable feeling in the town allowed people who had just experienced a surviving death to calm the frightened hearts.

The rich farm breakfast is a rare memory for Ribo, because his unique recipes prevent him from savoring many delicious foods, while the "roasted cheese" with a pleasant and rich flavor is the delicious food he can enjoy.

There is nothing to do in this quiet town, and the only fun of Ruibo is to wander around.

The scene he saw yesterday next to the abandoned castle made him curious about the talented hermit.

Because of this, he visited the hermit early in the morning.

To Ribo's surprise, the hermit was obviously not very friendly, perhaps because of his talent that made him look lonely, or perhaps the unpleasant tryst from last night made him still in a bad mood this morning.

The visit ended in a cold situation, and Rebow only learned his name from the Hermit Mr. Gord.

The talented gentleman was not even interested in showing his talent to Rebbo. Of course, Rebbo knew nothing about poetry and music, neither Eckert nor Frera had given him enough training in these aspects.

Ruibo only learned how to use various instruments in the first days, and was able to play a simple movement or two with his stiff memory. All of this made him look no different from a noble boy who didn't like music very much.

This unpleasant visit, which could be said to be a complete failure, was discouraged by Rebbo. He did not even mention his identity, nor did he tell the Hermit, who was keen to be nominated by others about His Royal Highness.

As if an unpleasant mood could be contagious, Ruibo felt very uncomfortable all morning. Fortunately, before lunch time arrived, the Forster Knight had already led a large group of troops to the town.

The town has probably never been so lively, and almost every family is watching everything in front of them in surprise.

When the innkeeper learned that he was receiving their future supreme king, the look of fear on his face made Rebau quite interesting.

The vast welcome team extended to a place one mile away.

At the front are several elegantly decorated and luxuriously decorated carriages.

These carriages fully demonstrate the great desire of the prosperity and prosperity of the Kingdom of Francis. All the styles of carriages are imitated by the most popular fashion in the Kingdom of Francis.

Looking at these carriages, Ruibo has a new understanding of the strongest country in the mainland. Perhaps what he is nostalgic for the past is the common people living in these small towns.

Ruibo obviously had no good impression of the official who followed Foster to welcome His Highness the Prince.

The blatant uncovered flattery surprised the little heir of Sethborough.

In his impression, the Kingdom of Francis was also not short of such shameless flattering characters, but this exaggerated flattery generally only appeared in more private occasions.

In public, anyone will take into account his dignity and dignity, and being too humble will most likely bring ridicule from others.

But what surprised Ribo was that this shameless official who was flattering and flattering ignored Princess Mary and herself, as if she had not noticed them at all.

This is also incredible in the Kingdom of Francis. There is a motto circulating in the Kingdom of Francis: "If you can never find a place to flatter, then flatter your dog."

Ruibo had no idea whether this was because the official was not good at flattery or because the custom of the Delizhi Kingdom was originally like this.

This is obviously something he has never seen in any book, and even Eckert has never mentioned it.

This farce that Ribo felt extremely ridiculous continued until they boarded the carriage.

The layout inside the carriage once again surprised Ruibo. Although the appearance of the carriage completely imitates the most fashionable style in the Kingdom of Francis, the carriage is full of a unique atmosphere.

The interior of the carriage is not as beautifully decorated as the ones prevailed in the Kingdom of Francis, nor is it expensive enamel decorations and gold lacquer carvings.

Ordinary wooden boards are painted with a layer of paint, and the hidden drawers under the stool can only be considered sturdy and practical, all of which are very different from the luxurious appearance.

However, the seat cushions of the carriage were covered with real fox fur. Ruibo couldn't help wondering if this was too extravagant. These things were supposed to be hung on the necks of the ladies to decorate their luxurious clothes, rather than using them here.

Sitting on the carriage, Rebo looked out the window, and suddenly he saw a familiar face among the onlookers.

The hermit, who left the noisy world and lived in seclusion on the hillside, was obviously also alarmed by this massive welcoming ceremony.

He was also mixed with the onlookers, stretched his neck and looked inside with his toes.

Rebow even clearly saw that when the gentleman of the hermit saw that among the people riding on the carriage, he, the cold and lonely gentleman of the hermit, showed a look of regret on his face.

This made Ruibo feel a little relieved and proud.

Pulling the curtains gently, Ruibo sat on his seat and closed his eyes to rest. At this moment, he began to worry about this trip.

The terrible disaster that killed almost everyone yesterday was undoubtedly the last time Prince Phillips showed his power.

Ruibo was extremely grateful that from then on he would no longer have to worry about the fatal trap set by His Highness the Prince.

The trophy that was eventually blown to pieces, the fallen paladin who almost took his life, and the earthquake that had just escaped that completely collapsed half of the cliffs all proved how cruel and terrible this prince was.

Compared to him, His Majesty the King was like a kind and docile sheep, and the trap set up at the hearing also seemed like a game.

In addition, the desperate battle between Mr. Hyde and the gangster overlord who traverses the northwest coast is probably the masterpiece of His Royal Highness.

In this way, even a wise figure like Mr. Hyde was unknowingly manipulated by His Highness the Prince.

Rebow was absolutely unwilling to face Prince Phillips again, facing the deadly and unpredictable terrible killing.

But he also didn't know what kind of crisis would be waiting for him in the Deli Kingdom.

If that man-made earthquake was the prelude to the land of Deli to the Kingdom, then this was obviously an unmistakable omen.

Perhaps a greater crisis was waiting ahead, and this time, except for Frera beside him, Kelle, the king of killers sitting next to the coachman in front, and the madman Pete, who had arrived at Delizhi, who was hiding where he was hiding, there was no one who could help him.

At this moment, Ruibo felt really isolated and helpless, even when he was in the famous "Net Palace" at that time, he never felt this way.

The carriage slowly moved, and compared with the Kingdom of Francis, these great people are indeed worthy of being a nation that is good at driving horses.

The horses riding on the guards made the sound of horse hooves on the road without any noise or messiness.

The neat sound of war horses running, coupled with the clanging sounds of the iron pieces of armor colliding with each other, was like a unique march.

Only the guard of honor in Francis can do this, and even a team of ordinary guards here can make the horse appear so obedient to the orders. The kingdom of Delizhi can dominate the continent and become the object of worry among all countries. It is obviously not without reason.

Gently uncover a corner of the curtain and look out the window.

The scenery in Delizhi is just like what they saw on the mountainside.

In the fields, there are stars covered with cattle and sheep, and various farmhouses are evenly distributed as if they are sprinkled on them.

Every farmhouse seems to be guarding a vast field, and perhaps they are the soldiers stationed here.

Surrounded by mountains in the distance, the green shadows of the mountains and the green color among the lush fields, everything seems so harmonious.

The carriage was getting faster and faster, and the scenery on both sides retreated back like flying, and the sound of horse hooves around it had already formed a whole.

I don’t know how many towns and villages I passed along the way. Some of these towns were as old and old as the small town I stayed last night, while others seemed newer.

Each town has a unique style, giving people a different feeling.

However, all towns have the same characteristic, that is, the people living among these towns have the same leisure and busyness.

There are few people who look in a hurry here, and there are also no idle people who are leisurely gathering around to chat and pass the time.

It seems that everyone is working slowly, and such a job seems to never be done.

The carriage continued to speed forward, while the sun gradually set towards the west.

"How much time will you have to get to your destination?" Ruibo asked in a stern voice.

"Sir Earl, if you are tired, you can sleep in the carriage. I'm afraid we will not be able to reach Francophel until midnight." The attendant in front of the carriage immediately replied respectfully.

"Fronkfee?" Rebbo was puzzled. The geographical knowledge he learned from the geography books about the Kingdom of Deli does not include the city.

"This is the order of His Highness the Prince, and I don't know why." The attendant replied quickly.

"What kind of city is Frankfire?" Ribo asked cautiously.

"Fronkfee is a newly built city, named after your native Franx Kingdom, where everything is built in the form of Franck, and perhaps His Highness the Prince hopes that there will be a kindness to you," replied the attendant.

This answer obviously did not satisfy Ribo, but he also had no reason to doubt whether His Highness the Prince's arrangement was hidden in any murderous intent.

After thinking for a while, he couldn't find any clues, Rebow looked at Miss Frera sitting beside him in confusion.

"If you want to ask me any suggestions, I can only advise you to have a good sleep. Enough spirit can make you able to deal with everything, but listlessness can make you in crisis." Frera said with a chuckling.

As she said that, she hugged Ribo in her arms and gently patted his back with one hand as if she was coaxing the baby to sleep.

This strange behavior made Ruibo feel a little strange warmth, and he fell asleep sweetly

When Ribo woke up from his sleep, he had to be amazed at the precise grasp of time.

The attendant said that they would be able to reach the destination of the trip in the middle of the night, and when Ruibo emerged from the carriage, the hazy moon was hanging high above his head.

"Welcome, dear Count Medin, welcome to visit this city named after your country." His Highness greeted him with a smile and said.

Ruibo glanced at the city shrouded in the moonlight.

The city doesn't seem to be big, and it may be more appropriate to call it a large town.

There is only one square built in the center of the city. According to Ruibo's view, the symbolic significance of this square may far exceed its actual function.

Six streets gathered here, which were obviously much more spacious than the streets in the towns from the Deli to the Kingdom that he had seen, but still could not be compared with Franc.

The street is lined with four or five-story buildings, and signs are hung at the entrance of the floor on the ground floor.

Unlike those towns, street lights more than two meters high are erected on the sidewalks here, and the dim lights add a bit of brightness to the city.

However, there is one thing that is indeed very similar to Frank. It is midnight at this moment, and Frank City is the busiest moment at this moment.

You can vaguely hear the hilarious and noisy sound coming from the city. In that dimness, you can see a few bright and brilliant lights, which is obviously a place with bright lights and wine.

"Your Highness, how many people does this city have?" Ruibo couldn't help asking.

"Most of the people living here are merchants, and a pier is built by the river two kilometers away from here. The river is one of the many tributaries of the Manum River. Through this river, this city is connected with your native Francis Kingdom." His Highness explained.

"Why are we staying here? Are you just trying to let me visit this beautiful city?" Ribo asked bluntly.
To be continued...