Chapter 329 May the Storm Protect You

Woo, woo, woo, the whistle blew, and with the gray-black smoke column rising, the twelve-knot steam train set off from the railway station in Polya City.

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

After resting for two days in the Bay of Polya, Sean chose to leave. He had already seen most of what he should and could see in Polya City in the past two days, and there was no point in staying any longer.

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

As a new thing, although trains appeared several years earlier than cars, they are still in a state of barbaric growth. The riding experience is very poor, the space is crowded, many carriages do not even have seats, and crowding is the norm. , of course, these refer to ordinary carriages.

As a noble, Sean naturally has privileges. In Sutilt, every train has a special carriage for nobles. To enter this carriage, it is not enough to have money. You must have noble status. Okay, and Sean is not only a baron himself, but also the first heir to the Montel family, so he is naturally qualified.

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

In the exclusive box, a man wearing a straight military uniform and a badge, who took care of himself meticulously, bowed deeply to Sean.

"Conductor Fair, you are too polite. I will trouble you on the rest of the journey."

Facing the train conductor who came to say hello, Sean's attitude seemed very gentle, showing the qualities that a nobleman should have.

"It is an honor to serve you."

With a solemn look on his face, Feier expressed his feelings. Although Sean acted very cordially, Feier would not forget about it.

In response, Sean said nothing and nodded with a smile.

Seeing this, Feier retreated consciously.

"Conductor, is that Baron Sean the first heir of the Montel family? Not only is he handsome, but he is also very approachable."

As soon as he left Sean's box, the steward who was following Feier couldn't help but speak.

Hearing this, Feier's lips curved into a sneer, full of sarcasm.

"You bastard, don't think too much about it.

That kind of big shot is not something you can aspire to. "

After saying that, ignoring the somewhat pretty conductor, Feier 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 has long since lost the childish idea of ​​clinging to a powerful person to rise to the top. No matter how well he does, it would be nice if others can give him a smile, because this is what he should do, but if others are dissatisfied, The consequences would be serious. His life might not be lost, but he might not be able to keep his job. For him now, stability is everything.

Seeing Feier's leaving figure, the steward, who was wearing a uniform and had an S-shaped figure, also restrained his previous nymphomaniac expression, looked solemn, and left quickly.

In the carriage, Sean was passing the time while sitting on the sofa, reading a book and sipping red wine, while Gulea knelt beside him and massaged his shoulders.

Although the overall riding situation of the train is not optimistic now, Sean occupies an entire carriage by himself. It is said to be a carriage, but in fact it is more like a movable room. Although the layout inside is not the most top-notch, it is It's pretty good, with leather sofas, soft beds, black velvet carpets, wine coolers, coffee machines and other items.

High in the sky, looking at the train going away, a man wearing a navy blue hooded robe with short silver-gray hair frowned.

"Bishop Awegli, according to the latest news, Sean Montel, the first heir to the Montel family, is now on the K35 train. Should we change our plan?"

As he spoke, the silver-grey short-haired man showed some hesitation on his face.

Hearing this, another man standing next to the silver-haired man raised his eyebrows. This man had a big bald head and was two meters tall. Although he was wearing a similar navy blue hooded robe, his explosive muscles could not be concealed. He couldn't help but naturally revealed a fierce aura.

"Sean Montel? The eldest son of the Montel family, shouldn't he be in the New World? Why did he come here to join in the fun?"

Speaking of Montel, Aiwegli's face didn't look good.

"Bishop, Sean Montel has only recently returned to the Old World. It should be a coincidence this time."

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

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

"Bishop, if you do this, just in case..."

Although he knew that Awegli had never had a good impression of nobles, the silver-haired man still wanted to persuade him. After all, Montel, who had inherited a millennium heritage, was not just talking about it. If Sean really did something wrong in this operation this time, The problem is that those who are directly responsible may not be able to escape the involvement. Although they are not afraid, it is still very troublesome.

"Priest Hanna, the glory of our Lord cannot be tarnished."

Turning around and staring at the silver-haired man, Aiwegli's aura became more and more violent.

"I understand, Bishop."

Ewegli even gave such a reason. Although Hanna had thoughts of being tied up in his heart, he could not speak anymore. After all, the true God is supreme to the church, and everything must be compromised for this.

"Let's go."

Seeing Hanna give in, an unabashed smile appeared on Awegli's rugged face.

The strong wind surged, and his tall body disappeared.

"Hey, may the storm protect you."

Looking at the train with only a black line left in his field of vision, he let out a sigh, and Hanna's figure quickly disappeared.

At the same time, Mons came to Sean in the car.

"Baron, something seems wrong. Black Fang said it smelled something disgusting before."

When he said this, Monnes looked unusually hesitant, because he had just taken his contracted horse, Black Tooth, to carefully inspect the K35 train, and found nothing unusual.

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

After shrinking in size, it was only the size of a fist. It was completely black and its fur was shiny. Only two dots of red appeared above its eyes. Judging from its shape, it looked a bit like a thin-waisted dog.

"You are a good hellhound, but your bloodline is not pure enough."

Feeling the hot breath emanating from Hei Ya's body, Sean recognized the blood source of Hei Ya. It was the legendary Warcraft Cerberus, but it was not pure blood. Of course, even so, Hei Ya's level was not low. It has reached level four, matching the current Mons.

After hearing this, Mons understood that Black Tooth's previous perception was probably not wrong.

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