After the Full Level of the Profession

He said that he understood a little, but Conte really thought that he only understood a little and didn't go into it, and said with a smile: "Then wait for a while, my group of brothers will come soon, and when they all come, let's set off together. ."

Sure enough, not long after the sky lighted up, the exiled noble children who lived in the second phase of Wangjiang Feelings Project came to Baron Noron's house one after another. Ignore these young people.

Kant was actually the leader of this group of playboys. He stood up to lead the pack of heroes (bears), introduced Robb to them with a smile, and introduced these playboys to Robb one by one, but... Robb was originally I'm not good at remembering Western names. After a circle of these guys' names, I can't remember any of them.

On the contrary, his name was "Robert Smith", which was the same as the "Godfather" name in West Wind Town, and those dudes immediately remembered his name.

Chapter 278 Don't bully the poor young

Several large carriages slowly drove out of West Wind Town, eight horse-drawn carriages, the kind that could seat several people.

The high-spirited playboys of the rich second generation ride in a car with three or five people, chatting and bragging in the car, while their servants ride horses and guard outside the carriage, forming a huge team, heading for the road of light .

As a matter of course, Robb was invited to the big carriage of the Chenguang family, and sat with his nephew Jun Kangte. There were two other noble children in the same car. Robb didn't remember their names.

Sofa, dressed as a poor maid, rode a little mare and followed behind the car. In order not to attract attention, she deliberately lowered her head and kept looking very low-key.

The fun of the playboys was quite high. There was singing from several carriages, accompanied by the sound of hoofs.

After the convoy left Xifeng Town, they followed the official road and slowly moved towards the southeast. The journey was quite boring, just listening to the nonsense of a few playboys. In the evening, the team camped next to the official road to rest. The playboys live in separate tents, while the servants are on guard in shifts on the outside, sleeping in the grass.

Robb felt a little distressed for Sofa and wanted to ask her to sleep in the tent, but after thinking about the woman's conservative character, he gave up. Plus she doesn't seem to mind sleeping in the grass, she seems to like flowers and plants.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and the road to light was getting closer and closer.

This afternoon, the convoy had come to a place less than a hundred miles away from the road of light. Several noble children chatted for a while, and then picked up snacks and fruit wine to cheer.

After a few sips of fruit wine, a young nobleman who was in the same car with Robb began to talk more: "Brothers, it's not me, I am super talented in magic, and my dad has praised him since he was a child. I have strong magic power, and I can learn things very fast, you see, my flame magic..."

After he finished speaking, he muttered something in his mouth, waved his hand, and a fireball the size of a ping-pong ball was thrown out of the car window and hit a big tree by the roadside. The tree shook and swayed, as if mocking the power of the fireball.

But this little nobleman didn't look shy at all, but instead said proudly: "Look, I have such strength just by self-study, and when I enter the Magic Academy and learn orthodox academic magic, then I still can't fly?"

Robb didn't know what to say. He really wanted to tell this nobleman that the most basic, scumbag, and most useless trash Lv.1 magician in the game, the one who just built the account, just throw it away. Fireball is also stronger than him.

Conte clapped his hands, "George, your fireball is really good! To tell you the truth, I learned wind magic from my uncle for many years, and I still have a big ass. No wind can blow out, sigh, my level is far worse than yours."

The nobleman called George was so happy, he laughed, and after laughing, he comforted his brother: "Conte, your swordsmanship is amazing! Although you are only a knight apprentice now, you will become a full-fledged knight in a few years. right?"

Conte said with a bitter face: "I haven't figured out who I want to swear to and whose knight I want to be!"

George smiled: "Swear to Godfather to be his guardian knight."

Robb was silently beside him.

Conte said: "But I feel that Godfather doesn't need a knight at all! What can he do that he can't handle himself?"

The two little aristocratic disciples next to them thought about it carefully, and it was really like this.

"Oh, that's right!" The mention of Godfather made these young people think of Robert Smith, who was sitting next to him and had the same name as Godfather.

The guy named George turned his head and said to Robb: "I heard that you are an orphan of the Smith family, and you are applying for a specialization in magic tools, so you should have a considerable degree of practice in wind magic, right?"

Robb said: "I understand a little, I understand a little."

"How much do you know?" George said, "It must be stronger than my fireball, right?"

Nonsense, if it's not as powerful as your fireball, it's better for labor and capital to crash into the tree next to you. Robb really wanted to jump up and spit this guy's groove, but his current status is an ordinary declining nobleman, it is better not to act too jumpy, so he can only say lightly: "That is, he can throw a few ordinary wind blade skills. ."

"Oh! Can you use ordinary wind blade art? It's really powerful." Several young people in the car sighed together: "It's too strong."

Strong mud media! You guys look like you are eighteen or nineteen years old. Have you lived to the age of the dog? Don't you go too far?

Robb really wanted to jump up and hammer people.

Everyone was chatting here, when suddenly, a guard outside the convoy shouted: "Ah, there is a caravan in front of you, the royal caravan led by Gugu and Jiji."

When Robb heard this, he thought to himself: Is it the Royal Caravan? They must have gone to West Wind Town to buy iron ingots that were made by my 'mining company'. If they didn't see me, a guy who rarely leaves the stone chair, they would definitely be suspicious when they arrived in West Wind Town. Fortunately, I am not far from the road of light. As long as I walk into the city gate with these noble children, show my face, and report to the school, I can immediately open the portal and go back. It is estimated that the royal caravan was still there at that time. I haven't been to Westwind Town yet.

The two teams met head-to-head and greeted each other, and then both teams began to move towards the side of the road, moving half of the official road to the other side. Especially on the side of the playboys, after all, they are only rich second-generation, how dare they compete with the caravan of royal merchants like Gugujiji, the guards stopped their horses, and the carriage moved as far as possible towards the edge of the road.

To use a dialect to describe it is "being squeezed to the wall".

Robb didn't care, but the playboys in the same car were unhappy, George couldn't help but whispered: "Che, what kind of royal businessman? Can't we be noble? You actually want us to make way! When I learn powerful magic in the magic school and become a great magician, even Her Majesty the Queen will look at me, I will take my team to this road. Block Gugujiji and force them to make way for me every day."

How boring are you? Robb really wanted to complain about him: When you become a big man, you won't have time to fight this kind of anger.

Another noble disciple also whispered: "That is, thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully the poor. These people who look down on me now, I will slap them in the face in the future."

Robb: I wipe! Which fantasy novel are you the protagonist of?

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Chapter 279 Enemy Attack

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Only Conte has seen many things and is more stable. He just rolled his eyes and didn't say anything weird.

At the moment when the two caravans staggered together and crowded into chaos on the narrow official road.

Suddenly, there was a scream from outside: "Ah!"

The sound is crisp and clear, and it is very close to the cart.

Then, the entourage, guards, and servants on both sides exclaimed together: "Arrow! A cold arrow is coming. Be careful! Protect the young masters."

The person from the royal caravan next to him is also shouting: "Quick, protect the two adults Gugu and Jiji."

"Enemy attack!"

"Be careful of the cold arrows, the hills on both sides come up... ah!"

"I was shot in the knee."

There was a commotion outside, and the guards rushed to the side of the cart, and their swords were unsheathed. Then, there were messy footsteps, the roar of monsters, the sound of arrows breaking through the air, and the scolding of the guards. The sound of the arrow being blocked by the shield...

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The expressions of the young people in the car changed suddenly. Conte was fine. He had been helping Baron Nolen to escort the sugar caravan recently, and he had seen it in the world. The other two young people were so frightened that their faces changed, and the guy named George shouted to the outside: "What happened?"