Chapter 1234

Episode 1234. Fabian, who was excited about managing the estate of Count Elio Lagoa, suddenly asked

how much he was doing .

“But in order to manage the Count, at least the estate officials need to know that I am the Count’s vassal and representative, right?”

“of course.”

“They’ve never met the Count and me, have they?”

“so?”

“Isn’t it possible to give instructions through magic communication only when you know who each other is?”

“Oh, I see.”

“Oh, that’s not true. I’ve never been to Slash Land or Latinus, so will the land managers there follow my orders?”

“Aren’t you going to follow me?”

“Ah, it’s been good.”

“What can I do? It happened because I was busy on my way.”

“You can’t come all the way here and go back to the North, right?”

“If you want to go, go alone. I can write a power of attorney.”

“You want me to go back to the North alone? I can’t do that.”

“Then there is nothing you can do. I entrusted the management of the estate to you, but you said you didn’t like it?”

Fabian pursed his lips at the appointment as an administrator, which was literally nothing more than words.

But he didn’t say anything because he knew that Count Helio Lagoa didn’t do it on purpose.

Just in time, Count Omar of Larva returned.

Then Fabian excitedly bragged about what had happened while he was away.

“...Then why did Viscount Norton Crow say he did it? Count Lagoa said he would kill me if he saw me again and sent me back.”

Count Larva Omar, who nodded, asked Count Elio Lagoa.

“Why did you just send Viscount Crow away?”

“You killed your daughter with your own hands. Where is the bigger punishment than that?”

Count Larva Omar looked at Count Elio Lagoa with new eyes.

Great nobles who commit honor killings don’t even bother with that much.

Because to them, children are just their possessions.

Count Helio Lagoa is an unknown person the more he goes through.

If you think of Wayne Scott (Iza Crowe’s husband) who became a slave or kidnappers who became a piece of meat, he is a cold-hearted person, but when you see him like that, he is very gentle.

“Good job.”

Maybe it’s a much better ending than struggling with it.

After a while, Elio and his party packed up and left Aporis, the villa of the Chief Executive.

***

The southernmost border checkpoint of the Principality of Fatima.

around noon.

When five stagecoaches arrived at the border checkpoint, the checkpoint began.

It wasn’t long before the inspection was merely checking the documents of the Stagecoach Association.

In less than five minutes, five stagecoaches passed the border.

Elio murmured as he watched the scenery outside the window passing by behind him.

“It’s fast.”

Then, Fabian, who was sitting next to him, helped with a word.

“This is normal. The Stagecoach Association didn’t grow for nothing.”

“okay?”

“Because stagecoaches don’t just carry people. Aren’t three wagons carrying wagons this time? Since we carry logistics to all parts of the empire, the principalities have no choice but to treat us favorably.”

“I hope you know a lot.”

“Ah, don’t talk like that. By the time you reach the southern part of Lagoa, there will be nothing you don’t know.”

Maybe an hour passed the border?

The wagon, which was running coolly on the road, jolted and shook greatly once, as if it had stepped on something wrong.

Before long, the wheel squeaks, ‘Drrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!’ There was a sound that was hard to hear.

The coachman, who belatedly sensed the abnormality, stopped the wagon.

Five wagons lined up on the side of the road.

Elio, who was the same greener, looked at Fabian with surprised eyes.

“I don’t know how it was in Lord Lagoa’s hometown, but here we kill everything and take only the goods. If they are arrested, they are hanged without trial, leaving no witnesses.”

“Wow! They are great guys.”

“That’s why the price of the wagon is a little cheaper. It’s probably more dangerous than just a stagecoach.”

“Are you at the bottom of your life if you’re in third class on a wagon?”

“I heard and saw it. From next time on, I will definitely buy only one grade.”

“Do I have to live a bottom life for a month until I reach my destination?”

“What do I care how other people see me? It’s fine if you’re rich on the inside.”

“Still, it doesn’t stand out. Somehow, it seemed that the passengers were avoiding me at the restaurant.”

“It’s a third-class life.”

“shit.”

When Elio grumbled, Fabian laughed and said,

“If you care about how others look at you, switch seats with Sir Omar.”

“Would you like to change?”

Along with the words, Elio pointed with his finger to the two giants in the front row seated with their shoulders tightly interlocked.

Just looking at it as if a wall had been erected made it difficult to breathe.

Both of them were so big that they didn’t even move when the wagon rocked.

“I never change.”

“I can’t even breathe. In any case, even in the South, it is unconditionally a wagon. I can no longer wait blankly at each checkpoint. If I had known wagons were treated like this, I would have used them from the imperial capital.”

“I’ll say it again, but this is my first time traveling with a wagon.”

Just then, a giant in his forties who was sitting in the front seat of the second class suddenly interrupted.

“Wagons aren’t always quick to get through the checkpoint. If you’re not lucky, there are times when half a day goes by quickly with baggage inspection. There’s a reason why the wagon sign is so cheap.”

“Oh is that so?”

As he spoke, Elio tapped Fabian with his shoulder.

“You’re lucky. luck. Don’t you know anything right?”

“I think I said that it was my first time traveling long distances by wagon. So why don’t we buy caravan tickets in the South?”

“buy. We are lucky people.”

“All right. Apparently, he told me to buy a cart ticket. Can’t you blame me for what happened later?”

“I will not. When did I ever resent you?”

“A lot.”

“Damn it.”

“uh? Did you curse?”

“Talk to yourself is not an insult.”

“Then can I talk to myself?”

“Is it right?”

As the two quarreled, the giant in the front seat said something politely.

“This isn’t a wagon the two of you chartered, let’s think about the other passengers.”

At those words, Elio and Fabian kept their mouths shut.

Even if they thought about it, it was because their voices were a little louder a while ago.

Embarrassed, Elio whispered, poking Fabian’s side with his elbow.

“Say you’re sorry.”

Baron Fabian wanted to do it, but he reluctantly opened his mouth to apologize when Count Elio Lagoa, who had an extraordinary mental world, asked him to apologize.

“I’m sorry. I will be careful.”

At that moment, a woman in her early twenties who was sitting in first class at the very front shouted ‘Poop!’ and burst into laughter.

Then the young man sitting next to her spoke.

“You’re having fun with that. It’s a rare scene unless it’s a wagon.”

“Does Baron Solon use the wagon often?”

“Well, others will think that I ride a chartered wagon, but if I am in a hurry, I also use a wagon. I am originally a person who pursues practical interests.”

“Oh, you are wonderful.”

“Aristocrats without money are reluctant to use wagons for reasons of decency... but rich people who have nothing to be envied transcend even that. Do you know the difference between a first class caravan and a chartered carriage?”

“same?”

“of course. When I arrive at the Principality of Toplar, I’ll get you a chartered carriage. How much are you doing?”