(Author's Note: After reading the book review, a friend told me not to change my name. I think it makes sense. From now on, I'll use 'Raphael'.)
Raphael's confidence took a hit. He lowered his head and walked back to the inn. He didn't want to talk to anyone. He focused on thinking about something.
Raphael was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't see a carriage coming towards him. Fortunately, Morrisons shouted from behind to remind Raphael. The coachman also turned to the side in time to avoid an accident.
"I'm sorry," Raphael said apologetically.
Unexpectedly, the coachman didn't pay any attention to him and drove the carriage further and further away.
"Raphael, what are you thinking about?" Morrisons came over and patted Raphael's shoulder.
"Nothing," Raphael said listlessly.
Morrisons saw that Raphael was in a bad mood, so he didn't ask. The three of them walked forward in silence. When they reached the entrance of the inn, Raphael suddenly stopped and whispered, "Something's wrong!"
"What's wrong?"
"That carriage …"
"What's wrong with that carriage?"
Raphael frowned. Although being a detective used to be a side job to support his family, he was used to looking for all kinds of abnormal clues. Because he was too engrossed just now, he didn't notice it until now.
Under normal circumstances, the coachman would scream when he saw someone running into the carriage. At least it would save him a lot of effort. After he apologized, the coachman didn't respond. In fact, it was normal for the coachman to scold him. However, it was strange that the coachman acted as if nothing had happened. Could it be that the coachman knew him?
"Morrisons, do you think Miss Qi Li is in that carriage?" Raphael said slowly. He wasn't sure about his guess. Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked.
"That carriage? It can't be. Didn't Miss Qi Li leave a long time ago? "
"Hard to say." Raphael paused. "If Miss Qi Li and the others pretend to be smart and want to lead the pursuers away before leaving the town … then they will be in trouble. Those Knights are obviously well-trained and not easy to fool."
Morrisons froze for a moment and looked at Raphael. Raphael was also looking at Morrisons. Their eyes met, but they both looked away. They both thought of the same question at the same time. Should they chase after the carriage?
"Let's go back." Raphael made his decision.
"That's … alright." Morrisons's answer was somewhat reluctant. It was not that his moral character was lower than Raphael's. The key was that he had been born and raised in this world. The bloody facts he had seen and heard told him that good people who did good deeds usually did not live long! Raphael, on the other hand, was a modern man. Although he had heard about the chaos of the outside world, seeing was believing. His understanding of reality was far less than Morrisons'.
Unfortunately, the two of them were not destined to be good people. When they rushed back to where they came from, the carriage was long gone. They chased it all the way to the outskirts of the town, but they couldn't find any trace of the carriage.
"What should we do?" Morrisons asked.
"What else can we do? Let's go back." Raphael shrugged. At this point, there was nothing he could do. If Miss Qi Li was really in the carriage, she would have run away as soon as they reached the outskirts of the town. God knows how far they would have gone by now.
As if to verify Raphael's guess, the three returned to the inn and chatted for a while. Suddenly, the sound of horses galloping broke the silence of the town. Raphael hurriedly went to the window and looked out. He saw the Knight jumping off their horses and stopping the pedestrians to ask questions.
During this time, very few people or carriages had left the town. More than one person had seen the carriage. Moreover, the Knight was very generous. After a while, the Knight had found the answer they wanted. They jumped on their horses and chased after the carriage.
"It's over …" Raphael sighed. He had told Morrisons that violence could not solve all problems. In fact, the so-called brain was the same. No matter how smart he was, he could not do anything about this. The situation had changed too quickly. Unless he had the power to stop all the Knight, he could only watch. He had thought of helping Miss Qi Li before, but that was before the crisis. Now that it had happened, what else could he do?
"Do you want me to … go outside and take a look?" Morrisons said slowly.
"It's no use." Raphael shook his head and reached for the bread on the table. It was the food he had saved for himself. Then, he lazily lay on the bed. After absorbing energy from food for a long time, he had developed a habit. When he was in a bad mood, he would want to eat. When he was in a good mood, he would also want to eat. Just like a drunkard and a smoker.
"Then you stay here. Stillberg, let's go out for a walk." Morrisons pushed the door open and walked out.
"Sigh … the young master must be very sad now." When they were outside, Stillberg no longer hid his emotions. He showed a worried face.
"What did you say?" Morrisons asked in surprise.
"Can't you tell? The young master really likes Miss Qi Li. "
"Really?" Morrisons opened his eyes wide. He had used this topic to tease Raphael before, but it was just a joke.
"Why would I lie to you!"
"Raphael …" Morrisons paused for a moment. "If this is over, it will only be good for Raphael. There will be no harm."
"What do you mean!" Stillberg said angrily.
"Haha … don't be angry." Morrisons laughed. Although Stillberg was not capable and had a low status, he had never looked down on Stillberg. "Think about it. Raphael and Miss Qi Li … Is it possible?"
Stillberg was stunned for a long time. He shook his head sadly. "But … but the young master will not be happy!"
"Being unhappy is better than being miserable for the rest of his life." Morrisons University said. Then he said something that Raphael used to say to Stillberg. "You're still young, so there are some things that you don't understand."
Stillberg curled his lips. They had become familiar with each other in the past few days. Although Morrisons was tall and bearded, he was only twenty-one years old. If Morrisons was not a high-grade swordsman, he would have jumped up and refuted.
Raphael had already eaten a few pieces of bread. His whole body became motionless. Even the rise and fall of his chest became slower and slower. Training was not only about absorbing energy, but also about cultivating one's Qi.
After some time, a series of hurried footsteps woke Raphael up from his meditation. As soon as Raphael opened his eyes, the door was pushed open. Morrisons walked in with a smile. Stillberg followed behind him with a happy face.
"Haha … Raphael, don't pretend to be a prophet in front of me!" Morrisons laughed.
"What?" Raphael sat up.
"Those Knight are back." Morrisons pointed at the window. "See for yourself if you don't believe me."
Raphael walked to the window and looked out again. He saw a few Knight figures, but there were much fewer of them. There were only four of them.
"They came back empty-handed?" Raphael was surprised.
"Young master, they brought the carriage back, but there was no one in it."
"Where's the coachman?"
"How would we know?" Morrisons asked.
"Where are the other Knight?"
"I … don't know."
"It seems that I underestimated Miss Qi Li. Or maybe someone taught her. Otherwise …"
"Ha! My prophet, you're using your astrology again? "Morrisons shook his head and sneered." No matter what you say, I won't believe you. "
"Whatever." Raphael did not bother to argue. "Let's not talk about this anymore. No matter what happens to Miss Qi Li in the future, it has nothing to do with us."
"I just don't believe …" Morrisons was still shaking his head. The bickering guy did not even wait for the rest of the conversation to finish and expressed his objection.
As it turned out, Moxinke's attainment in astrology was far greater than Raphael's. When it was almost noon, hundreds of knights suddenly broke into the town and drove all the residents to the square in the center of the town. Even the few women in the town were dragged out of the square in the middle of the town.
Raphael and Morrisons were no exception. The Knight who chased them away was originally very rude, but after recognizing Morrisons' identity, his attitude softened a lot. Obviously, they did not want unnecessary bloodshed.
Not only did the number of Knight increase by more than 20 times, but the commander had also changed. The leader who wore a red battle robe in the morning was also here. He and a few other officers who seemed to be of similar status stood below. On the stairs, there was a young man in a white robe.
The young man's appearance and figure were not outstanding, but his white robe was very eye-catching, especially the golden streamline inlaid on the white robe, which glittered under the direct sunlight. Also, the young man seemed to be very agitated. From time to time, he would hurriedly walk back and forth. Otherwise, he would shout a few words and constantly gesticulate. The flustered and exasperated look he revealed was clearly inconsistent with the graceful and luxurious white robe symbolized.
The mayor of Radon Town, Manhanna, appeared. He plucked up his courage and wanted to say a few words to the young man, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the young man gave him a heavy slap in the face. Then two Knight took Manhanna down the stairs and threw him into the crowd.
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