Chapter 743
Despite killing Kohler and extinguishing his mouth, Margaret knows very well that this is only temporary safety for her. As the former top of Storm Church in Ruen, she understands that After the distress fireworks ignited over the Kevin Hotel, Kohler was just the first wave of chasing soldiers, followed by the second wave and third wave of church chasing soldiers. In a few hours, this group of people will catch up. As for the blond youngster Luke Shaw, who is disguised as the blond youngster, this identity and this face have already appeared in the vision of the church. Margaret will not make any fluke thoughts. He knows that this identity is already exposed and can never be used again. NS!
Now if you want to get real safety, you can only go through the forest, arrive at the small town of Hames, and get on the train to leave Ruen completely. That’s the real safety, so she can’t stop for a moment, she must Before the rest of the church reinforcements can chase her, arrive at the small town of Hames and get on the train going far away!
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Kaman's northeastern city, Frosynone.
"A large guest room with a separate bathroom and three meals a day. It only costs three pennies a day. It is definitely your first choice for a rest in Frosynone!"
"Newly baked Fluffy loaf! Made of pure wheat! Three for two pennies!"
"Rickshaw! Rickshaw! Sir, do you want to take a car? I’m not bragging, I’m the one that charges the most Cheap coachman!"
"Miss sir! Please do me a favour! I haven't eaten for a few days. Give me a few pennies and let me have a full meal!"
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Amidst the melodious siren of the train and the bustling chants in front of the railway station, a man and woman who looked like a young couple walked out from the Frosynone train station with their luggage and hand in hand. Black hair is blue-eyed and looks average. Although the female is petite, her red hair looks very sweet. It is often peeped by pedestrians. These two are not other people. They are Connor who returned to their hometown by train from Tunguska. And Valga.
Seeing that this young couple dresses unusually, they don’t look like the lord who lacks money. A middle-aged driver with a strong body and a vicissitudes face pulling a rickshaw, voluntarily leaned in and smiled. He leaned over and said, "This gentleman, miss, where do you want to go? I am not satisfied with both of you. I am the fastest driver in this area, and I am also familiar with the driver in various streets, and the charges are the most reasonable. You only need to pay me the fare according to the standard set by the city hall!"
Hearing this coachman’s inquiry, Connor, disguised as a black hair youngster, hasn’t said anything, but disguised as a red hair. The girl’s Valga glanced very curiously. The driver and the rickshaw he was pulling behind, then pointed to the rickshaw and asked: "Is this your car? Can it pull people?"
Hearing Valga's inquiry, the middle-aged driver who calls himself White proudly straightened his waist and said: "This lady, is this the first time you have seen a rickshaw? You can rest assured, I White uses this The car has been working for more than ten years, and there are not 10,000 people who have pulled it, and there are thousands of them!"
For the remarks of the driver White, Valga nodded with great interest, and then turned his head with inquiring eyes. I looked towards Connor next to me and saw Valga asking for his opinion. Connor touched her hair affectionately. Naturally, he did not refute Valga's interest. He turned his head and looked at the coachman White who was standing aside waiting for their decision. Faintly asked: "We have two people, but you only have one car. Can you find another car?"
Hearing the brunette youngster’s inquiry, I know this business. White has become an ordinary coachman, without any hesitation, he said: "You can rest assured, as long as there is work, there is no shortage of coachmen and cars!" The rickshaw driver on the side stretched out his hand at the gathering place, and suddenly stood a bronze-skinned middle-aged driver from the gathering place. As if he had been instructed, he immediately stood up without the slightest hesitation and drove the car to Connor and Valga. .
Connor and Valga one after the other, they got on the rickshaw of White and the bronze-skinned middle-aged coachman. When Connor and Valga sat down firmly, White asked Connor again: "Sir, Where shall we go?"
"Grand Hotel Agudro!" Connor did not hesitate, and said directly:
When I heard the name "Grand Hotel Agudro", White and Na The bronze-skinned coachman who looked bad at words suddenly glanced at each other, and they all saw the joy in each other's eyes. They knew that the people who went to places like the Agudro Hotel were all people who didn't need money, as long as they worked. It’s beautiful, and maybe there is a tip besides the money for the car when I get to the place. Naturally, I was very motivated and shouted in unison, "Yes!" and he ran forward with the rickshaw.
Sitting on the rickshaw, looking at the strange and familiar surroundings, the city of Frosynone faintly has some very rough buildings in the Odin style. Connor is very moved in his heart. In his memory, he had seen Frosynone several times, but in the real world, he was here for the first time.
Feeling the speed of the rickshaw, Connor put his gaze on the body of the coachman White who was pulling him in front of him. The coachman didn’t seem to lie, but he was pulling very fast, facing the street. It is also very familiar. Basically, the distance pulled by one minute has reached about 150 meters. This speed is in Connor. For the speed of this world rickshaw, it is definitely in the forefront!
Even the bronze-skinned middle-aged coachman he found, although slightly slower than White, has basically reached a one-minute speed of about 140 meters, and the most important thing is , These two drivers are not only fast, but also very stable, basically without any bumps.
As Connor was enjoying the scenery along the way, his ears rang the sound transmission that Valga gave him behind him.
"Connor, didn’t the rickshaw in Ruen have been completely eliminated by the public carriage twenty years ago? Why are you still using rickshaws in your hometown of Frosynone?" I came to Frosynone for the first time and took a seat Valga, who got on the rickshaw, was obviously interested in a rickshaw that she had never seen before and only heard of in the rumors, and her interest was also reflected in the sound transmission to Connor.