Chapter 61: way back
The next day, the puppet circus set off on the return journey as scheduled.
However, Ignatius tightened his windbreaker and looked up at the dark clouds that were gradually thickening in the sky, but felt that today's trip might not have gone according to the original plan.
"I'm sorry, Dalot." Altea, who was sitting next to him in charge of driving, also looked at the dark clouds in the sky with a dignified expression, "It's delayed your trip."
"It's fine." Igna comforted, "It doesn't matter if you can't make it back today, I'll just buy a new ticket."
According to the results of the divination, tomorrow is also a suitable day to go home.
However, recalling the results of the divination at this moment, Igna suddenly felt an inexplicable panic.
Has it been ignored somewhere? Ignat couldn't help frowning.
He rarely felt so flustered. It was the first time he saw the Asgar man disguised as a housekeeper.
At that time, he didn't pay enough attention. But now he knows.
This feeling of panic is explained in occultism as "a reminder of spiritual intuition".
At this moment, feeling flustered is obviously a reminder of spiritual intuition. And it seems to be a harbinger of something bad to come.
"But it's better to be able to catch the train tonight." Without hesitation, Igna immediately changed his tune and asked Altaiya seriously, "Can our carriage be any faster?"
"This is already the fastest speed." Artea looked up at Igna and seemed a little surprised.
"Can't it be faster?"
Ignat couldn't help asking. In fact, the current speed is a little faster than when it came, but the ride is still relatively comfortable, and it is not considered "fast".
However, in such a situation, it would be better for the carriage to be faster! The sooner the better! !
Altea looked at Igna again, this time she turned her head and asked Dane who was driving the carriage behind her in a long voice, "Dane, can you be faster?"
Madeleine's trembling voice came from the carriage behind: "Altaia, I can't go any faster. I'm going to be thrown off!"
"That's right, Altaya. I can see that the rain is not small. It is estimated that it will fall in less than an hour. Do we have to find a place to pitch the tent first?" come over.
"Let's hurry." Artea replied, then shook the reins in her hand and increased her speed a bit.
"Thank you." Igna nodded.
"No thanks." Artea nodded indifferently, those dark blue eyes looked back at the road ahead again, without emotion, "But we can only do this. If I judge the next hour It's going to rain within, so we just stop."
"Okay." Igna didn't refute this time. Artea was a former army officer in Feysac, and her judgment should be trusted.
Moreover, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the sky is really bad this time, almost half an hour before the typhoon in the previous life.
If it weren't for the fact that the tickets were more expensive, and Ignatius had been subconsciously wanting to rush back to Aalto, I'm afraid he would have agreed to camp on the spot at this time and stop rushing.
……
"We must find a place to camp." Altayal tightened the reins, and the horse let out an unbearable roar.
"There's no other way." Igna also pulled on his clothes, his voice trembling.
In just half an hour, the wind blowing from the northwest intensified, and the humidity in the air suddenly increased. Even the horses made an impatient sound, unwilling to obey the master's orders to move on.
"Set up camp." Altea ordered irrefutably.
……
Sitting by the fire in the tent, Igna looked at the throbbing flames and pondered.
Igna recalled the sentences and answers during the divination at that time.
——“Within a week, I can successfully complete the promotion.”
This question has been answered in the affirmative.
——“Within a week, a suitable time to go home.”
From the second day of the divination day, starting from Monday, until Thursday is the time to go home.
It is now a foregone conclusion that the train will miss Wednesday. The train back to Aalto on Wednesday couldn't have left on such a rainy night.
So what exactly does the spiritual premonition want me to be wary of?
What's wrong with Thursday being the deadline for "you can go home"?
Igna frowned, feeling that he seemed to see the tail of something, which made his heart skip a beat.
"Dalot, have some hot soup." Artea handed the wooden bowl to Igna.
"Ah, thank you." Only then did Igna come to his senses and took the wooden bowl with both hands.
In the bowl was the elk broth that Tim and Dane had just cooked together. Carrots and potatoes have long been boiled, and now they are exuding a tempting aroma.
But Ignat didn't smell it until the steaming soup was delivered to him.
"Dalot, what happened? Did not catch the train today have a big impact on you?" Altea sat next to Igna and asked softly.
Igna shook his head, smiled at Artea, and said, "It doesn't matter. It's the same when I go back tomorrow. It's raining so much today that the train won't be able to drive."
"yes?"
"Of course." Igna said, "It's just a day late to go home."
"Uh, that's actually the case." Artea coughed, "I just discussed with Tim, Dane and Madeleine. We decided to help you share tomorrow's tickets together. We are very sorry for the delay in your trip. ."
"???"
"No, no!" Igna quickly refused.
At the same time, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. As soon as he entered the state of thinking, he couldn't control his expression.
But he really wasn't worried about the ticket money!
"It's ten soli, right?" Altaïa handed the money to Igna, "If we were alone to pay two soli, the ticket would not be expensive."
"It's really not necessary." Igna didn't answer, and waved his hand quickly, "I'm not worried about this."
However, Altea was noncommittal and had no intention of taking it back.
"Really." Igna pushed Artea's hand again.
"I just... just thought that my family had arranged a blind date and asked me to go back within a week. If I missed the train tonight, I could only make an appointment next week." Ignat had an idea and found a reasonable reason. .
However, seeing that Artea was about to believe this statement, Igna suddenly realized something and his expression sank.
The key point that made him feel uneasy was found.