If there is a dragon in the territory, please avoid it.

For the next few days, Allen only did one thing, and that was to wait near the Grand Hotel Ilani.

As the chief troupe in the city, it was easy for the Holy Wing Troupe to find out where their stronghold was, and I don't know if it was a coincidence that in the information Allen got, it was this very high-end hotel that he had been to before.

Because the Yamiu Theater Company temporarily canceled the first performance, the validity period of the refund is still within three days of the established time, but there are still some days before this time, and Allen can only choose to come here to die, after all, he is just an ordinary person, and he cannot predict when Klaum will act.

The only thing that was fortunate was that the convoy of the Holy Wing Troupe appeared in the afternoon.

It was a team of three carriages, one of which carried a luxurious carriage, and the other two each had a large box, and Eren knew without guessing that the two boxes were undoubtedly sold out of advance tickets.

Maybe Klaum was already planning to start the second round of the offensive, or maybe he was not willing to hold these tickets in his hands for too long, but in short, at such a time, Allen's sight showed an extra figure dressed in expensive clothes and a fat figure.

The afternoon sun had begun to tilt to the west, and Eren estimated the time, probably 2 to 3 hours before the evening, and if the convoy reached the Nareon Grand Theater during this time, Eren would have to use another plan, and things would become quite troublesome.

In the line of sight, Klaum got into the first luxurious carriage, and the rest of the entourage was also ready, it seemed that there was a possibility of departure at any time.

And just when Eren was about to step forward to say hello, he immediately stopped.

In a dark alley around the perimeter, a dozen heavily armed soldiers quietly rushed in, and if they hadn't just glanced around, this important information would have passed by.

"Old fox, it's really well prepared..."

Eren scolded secretly, but he also had to admit that being able to have such a status in such a prosperous city was by no means something that could be easily handled.

Moreover, except for the carriage at the head, the other two with large boxes can be said to be completely defenseless, as if as long as they are grasped by the hand, a large amount of wealth can be easily obtained, if it were not for the sight of these troops, it would really be inevitable that such a mind would arise....

So, Allen, who had planned to appear in front of the Irani Hotel, temporarily decided to change his position.

Perhaps, with Klaum's degree of caution, appearing here will have a high probability of arousing his suspicions.

To be on the safe side, when he came out, Allen asked for a few silver coins from Hatheni, got directly into a cheap carriage on the side of the road, and began to rush back in the direction of the Naryon Grand Theater.

Although he is very reluctant to do so, at a critical time, it is not a matter of losing face....

At Allen's request, the speed of the carriage was not fast, basically the same speed as the Klaume team, and it was guaranteed to move forward at a distance that could be seen when it turned back.

"I said little brother, you asked for it so slowly, I have to change it to on-time billing, otherwise I will have to die of it!"

"Okay, okay, no problem..." The

coachman couldn't help but grumbled, and Eren didn't listen carefully at all, just always paying attention to the movement in the rear.

Slow, naturally, is a good thing, perhaps with the nearby army on foot, Klaum's convoy can't be fast even if it wants to.

And just halfway through the journey, just passing a rather lively commercial street, Allen suddenly turned around and smiled mysteriously at the coachman: "Turn around, and then bump into it, dare you?" When the

young coachman heard this, he was immediately stunned.

Before

he could finish, Eren took out five silver coins and spread them in the palm of his hand: "Just do it, it's all yours."

"I..." Looking

at the silver coin in the palm of his hand that was shining with the sun, the other party was obviously a little tangled.

Obviously, a crudely made broken carriage can be worth a few dollars, and even if the horse cart is destroyed, it can almost earn two silver coins.

"Compared to the income from pulling a car, this kind of opportunity is tantamount to pie in the sky, and if you don't plan to do it, I can go to someone else." At

the right time, Allen added, perhaps unintentionally, but the young coachman was immediately anxious.

"That's right, wait until the next detour to turn around, the speed doesn't need to be too fast, such a gorgeous carriage, it's a pity to crash."

"Okay!"

the young coachman was even happier when he heard that he didn't have to bump it, took the five silver coins handed over from behind, and Meizhi did as Allen said.

Subsequently....

'Bang!!'

A heavy muffled sound mixed with the panicked neighing of the horses resounded near the commercial street, and both carriages trembled violently, trying to separate, but found that the reins of their respective horses were already tangled together in a mess.

Car crashes are not uncommon in such a city, and some passers-by around them leave with a casual glance, but they do not cause any congestion.

Allen was the first to jump down from the carriage that had almost overturned, and in a pretentious look, he met the fat figure that had begun to curse and curse on the opposite side.

"

What's going on?" "How do you drive? Do you have long eyes?" "

What a shame!"

However, when Klaum looked up, the familiar figure in his sight was looking at him with a smile and interest, and spread his hands helplessly.

"Oh, isn't this Mr. Klaum?