Chapter 329

Whine, whine, whine, whistle, accompanied by gray and black smoke, the 12 section steam train starts from the railway station in Polya city.

The red wine in the glass fluctuated layer upon layer, with slight bumps. The speed of the steam train became faster and faster, gradually throwing away the scenery on both sides.

After resting in Polya bay for two days, Sean chose to leave. What Polya city should see and can see, he has seen almost in these two days, and it is meaningless to stay.

In order to see more, Sean chose to take a steam train to Yorkshire this time.

As a new thing, although the train appeared a few years earlier than the car, it still shows a state of savage growth. The riding experience is very poor, the space is crowded, many carriages have no seats, and it is normal to be crowded. Of course, these refer to ordinary carriages.

As a noble, Sean naturally has privileges. In Sirte, every train has a special noble carriage. If you want to enter this carriage, money alone is not enough. You must have an aristocratic status. Sean is not only a baron himself, but also the first sequential successor of the Montel family. He is naturally qualified.

"Baron Sean, I only welcome you here on behalf of all the members of the K35 train."

In the exclusive box, a man in a straight military uniform and badge bowed deeply to Sean.

"Conductor Phil, you're too polite. I'll trouble you for the next journey."

In the face of the conductor who came to say hello, Sean's attitude seemed very gentle and showed the quality that an aristocrat should have.

"It's my pleasure to be of service to you."

With a solemn look, Phil expressed his heart. Although Sean was very kind, Phil would not forget himself.

Sean didn't speak, smiled and nodded.

Seeing this, Phil consciously withdrew.

"Conductor, is that Baron Sean the first heir to the Montel family? He is not only handsome, but also approachable."

As soon as he left Sean's box, the purser who followed Phil couldn't help talking.

Hearing this, Phil's mouth outlined a sneer, full of sarcasm.

"Don't think too much, you coquettish hoof. That kind of big man is not something you can cling to."

Then, ignoring the somewhat beautiful purser, Phil went straight to the train control room. Sean's arrival was both pressure and trouble for him. If possible, he really hoped that Sean could change to another train. At his age, he had long lost the childish idea of clinging to a dignitary to ascend the sky. Even if he did a good job, it would be good for others to give him a smiling face, Because this is what he should do, but if others are dissatisfied there, the consequences will be serious. Life may not be lost, but I'm afraid he can't keep his job. For him now, stability is everything.

Looking at Phil's back, wearing a uniform and highlighting the S-shaped figure, the purser also converged on the previous flower crazy expression, looked solemn and left here quickly.

In the carriage, Sean passed the time sitting on the sofa, reading books and tasting red wine, while gulea knelt beside him and massaged his shoulders.

Although the overall riding situation of the train is not optimistic, Sean alone occupies a whole carriage. It is said to be a carriage, but it is actually more like a movable room. Although the layout inside is not the top, it is also good. There are everything, such as leather sofa, soft bed, black velvet carpet, ice storage wine cabinet, coffee machine and so on.

High in the sky, looking at the fading train, a man wearing a sea blue hood robe and silver gray short hair frowned.

"Bishop ivegli, according to the latest news, Sean Montel, the first successor of the Montel family, is now on the K35 train. Are we going to change our plan?"

Between words, the silver gray short haired man's face showed a little hesitation.

Hearing this, another man standing next to the silver haired man picked his eyebrows. This man was a big bald head and two meters tall. Although he was also wearing a similar sea blue hood robe, his explosive muscles could not be concealed, which naturally revealed a fierce breath.

"Sean Montell? The eldest son of the Montell family, shouldn't he be in the new world? Why did he come here to join the fun?"

Speaking of Montel, ivegli didn't look good.

"Bishop, Sean Montel has only recently returned to the old world. This time it should be a coincidence."

"Hum, even if he is unlucky, the plan will be carried out as usual."

With the storm surging in his eyes, ivegli made a decision without hesitation.

"Bishop, if you do this, in case

Although I know that ivegli has always had no good feelings for the nobility, the silver haired man still wants to persuade him again. After all, Montel, which has been inherited for thousands of years, doesn't just say it. If Sean really has a problem in this action this time, their direct responsible persons may not escape the relationship. Although they are not afraid, they are also very troublesome.

"Reverend Hannah, the glory of our Lord cannot be defiled."

Turning around and staring at the silver haired man, Ivy Gree's momentum became more and more violent.

"I see, bishop."

Ivy Gree even gave such a reason. Although Hannah had some thoughts in his heart, he couldn't speak again. After all, for the church, true God is supreme, and everything has to make concessions for this.

"Let's go."

Seeing Hannah give in, Ivy Gree's rough face showed an undisguised smile.

The wind surged and his tall body disappeared.

"Oh, may the storm protect you."

Looking at the train with only a black line in sight, Hannah soon disappeared with a sigh.

Meanwhile, in the carriage, Munns came to Sean.

"Baron, there seems to be something wrong. Black tooth said he smelled some disgusting smell before."

When he said this, Monas looked a little hesitant, because he had just checked carefully on the K35 train with his contract horse black tooth, and found no abnormality.

Hearing this, Sean turned his eyes to the pocket dog squatting on moones's shoulder.

After reducing the size, it is only the size of a fist. It is dark all over, and the fur is oily and shiny. Only there are two red spots on the eyes. According to the shape, it looks like a thin waist dog.

"You are a good hell dog, but your blood is not pure enough."

Feeling the burning smell emitted from the black teeth, Sean recognized the blood source of the black teeth. It was the legendary Warcraft hell dog, but it was not pure blood. Of course, even if it was like this, the grade of the black teeth was not low, and it had reached grade 4, which matched the current menges.

Hearing this, Monas understood that there was probably no mistake in the perception of black teeth.