Chapter 389 On the Way

As soon as the stained glass wooden door of the VIP carriage was pushed open, the noise suddenly became louder.

Jilan noticed that in the narrow corridor, there were three dark-skinned men surrounding a suited bodyguard of the envoy group, constantly cursing and threatening in the Doro dialect.

The bodyguard just remained silent, allowing the three men to push and shove, but did not fight back, just kept backing away, with an ugly face.

He could not understand what the other party said, and he did not dare to fight with him. After all, his duty was to protect the safety of the envoy group, not to conflict with outsiders.

This trip with the envoy group was to carry out an important diplomatic mission, and a rash conflict might ruin the big thing.

At this time.

The bodyguard noticed footsteps behind him, he looked back, his expression suddenly tensed, and hurriedly lowered his head, and greeted him in a rather ashamed tone:

"Sir..."

"Yeah." Jilan walked over and nodded to him.

Then he looked at the three men calmly, opened his mouth and said in fluent Doro language:

"My bodyguard does not understand Doro language, is there any misunderstanding?"

Hearing this, the three dark-skinned men cast doubtful eyes and looked at the young man with strange hair color and purple eyes.

Based on the young man's facial features and skin color, they easily judged that he was an imperial.

"Young man, you can actually speak Doro language?"

One of the men had a gloomy face.

"That's good! It saves a lot of trouble! Your bodyguard broke the precious collection we bought at the auction with great difficulty. How do you want to solve this problem?"

As he said, another man picked up the wooden box on the ground and opened it, revealing a minotaur pottery statue inside.

But the pottery statue had broken from the waist and split into two pieces.

Gillan glanced, turned his head, and whispered to the bodyguard in Bremen:

"Did you break their pottery?"

He added lightly:

"If it is, it is. If it is not, it is not. Don't hide it. I will take responsibility for anything, but I don't like others to lie to me."

"Sir... Sir!" The bodyguard's face turned pale and he explained quickly: "It's not me!"

"When they got in the car, I was just standing aside. They accidentally tripped and bumped into me, so..."

"Well, I know." Gillan said calmly, patted the bodyguard's shoulder, and seeing that he looked nervous, he said: "Since it's not your fault, there is no need to feel guilty."

"Yes, sir." The bodyguard lowered his head, feeling quite touched.

The three people looked unfriendly and stared at Gillan.

They saw that the young man was well dressed and had an extraordinary temperament, and they felt relieved.

"Imperial people! This pottery sculpture is a legendary work of art with a history of hundreds of years! It symbolizes the angel 'Taunus', the great god of war 'Gladiator'!"

The black man widened his eyes and gritted his teeth:

"We went through so much trouble to come to the Bremen Empire just for this! Now it's all destroyed by you!"

But Gilan just said calmly:

"My bodyguard told me that you fell down by yourself..."

"Bullshit!" The three men were immediately furious. "This is what he broke! If you don't give us a satisfactory answer, this matter will not end!"

Gilan chuckled and was about to speak.

At this time, a young woman carrying a travel bag got on the train. Seeing the people confronting each other in the aisle, she hesitated and spoke directly:

"I saw it all just now. The three of them accidentally dropped the wooden box by themselves."

She looked at Gilan, first said it in Doro language, and then repeated it in not very standard Bremen language.

The woman's appearance is that of a wheat-skinned hybrid, which is unique to the Western countries. She has black hair, big eyes, and a high nose bridge, which is quite exotic.

"Little Alida! As a Westerner, why do you help this imperial man?!"

The black-skinned man in the lead shouted angrily.

Jilan narrowed his eyes.

The "Alida" in the other party's mouth is not the woman's name, but a derogatory term for women in the Western countries, and its meaning can be extended to "a hybrid black female cat who steals things."

"You are wrong to do this!"

The woman was insulted by the other party, frowned in grievance, bit her lip and said loudly in Doro language.

"The western countries have been in war for years, and the people are living in poverty and no one is united. The 'Desert Alliance' has worked tirelessly in the past few years and joined the 'Bickburg' with difficulty, trying to attract investment, develop the economy, and improve people's lives..."

"But it is because of people like you who frequently go in and out of the border and cause trouble in the empire that the empire has a very bad impression of us!"

"Poverty, barbarism, laziness, lack of culture, lack of knowledge, breaking the law... and so on, these are all labels on us! Not only are you not ashamed of this, but you are getting worse and worse, damaging everyone's interests!"

"The 'Desert Alliance' cannot attract any investment, and the western countries are still living in an uncivilized state, with eternal wind and sand all over the sky, and eternal closed poverty... I hate you pests!"

The woman became more and more excited as she spoke, and her tone rose.

Jilan noticed that tears were rolling in her eyes and her fists were clenched tightly.

However, after hearing her accusation, the three westerners were indifferent, but sneered twice.

The leading man looked the woman up and down and mocked:

"You must be a woman from Fosaka. Your family seems to be pretty good. You can actually come to the empire to be a foreign student... But 'Alida' is 'Alida'. She has studied the empire for a few days. Things were brainwashed by them.”

"Don't forget, the blood of the desert flows in your bones! That is the glory of our ancestors! It is the glory of warriors! Don't kneel down and be like a dog in front of these imperial people!"

Another man scolded him unceremoniously.

"We are the descendants of the great God of War. The desert is our home and a precious legacy left by God! We don't need those fancy machine tools of the Empire, we can still live a good life!"

Ding ding ding! !

At this time, the sound of platform personnel ringing the bell came from outside the train, indicating that the train was about to depart.

Ji Lan said calmly:

"Are you done?"

When everyone looked over, he shook his head and said:

"I have long heard that outsiders from the western countries often extort money in the border areas, but I didn't expect that they would hit my head today."

Hearing this, the young woman who looked like a student looked sad, as if she felt that as a Westerner, she had lost face along with her.

Without waiting for the three men to say anything else, Gilan directly ordered the bodyguard beside him:

"Throw the three of them down."

Hearing this, the other party's expression changed.

The bodyguard had a straight face and strode forward directly in front of them without saying a word.

"What do you want to do?!"

The dark-skinned men shouted angrily.

The bodyguard didn't understand them and didn't need to.

All he had to do was listen to his superiors.

I was insulted and pushed by these people before, and it was difficult to fight back. Although the bodyguard's psychological quality was extremely tough, he still held his breath. Now he can finally return the favor.

Snapped!

I saw him reaching out with both hands, directly pressing their shoulders, and then pushing them hard.

These two strong Western men didn't even have room to resist, so they jumped into the air, flew out of the carriage door, and fell to the platform like a gourd, screaming in pain.

The remaining man was no exception. He was kicked in the stomach with a leather shoe by the bodyguard. He screamed and flew out holding his wooden box.

After doing this, under the stunned gaze of the female student, the bodyguard turned back to Ji Lan's side, lowered his head and said nothing.

At this moment, the air holes in the copper pipes on the periphery of the carriage door made a puff sound, spurting out white steam, and the whole door closed with a clang.

Woo——

The whistle blows.

The train clanked slowly and slowly, gradually moving away from the platform.

"May I have your name?"

Jilan looked at the young woman from a foreign land and asked in Doro language.

The other party was startled at first, and then said slightly nervously:

"Senani...Senani Abbate."

"Yes." Gillan smiled politely. "Miss Senani, thank you very much for your willingness to stand up and speak out."

"You're welcome, sir."

Senani tipped her skirt in the direction of Gilan.

This is something she learned from her teacher in an etiquette class while studying in the Bremen Empire.

After saluting, Senani suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"I bought a regular ticket, but this seems to be a VIP carriage..."

She looked back and found that the VIP compartment was only located behind the cab, at the front of the train. But the seat number of the ticket in his hand was at the back of the car.

Ji Lan spoke softly and came to the rescue:

"Miss Senani, why don't you come with me and sit in the VIP carriage? The train takes a day and a night to reach Bickburg, so it is important to have a quiet and comfortable environment."

"Isn't this...not good?"

The foreign woman looked stunned.

Ji Lan smiled and shook his head, stretching out his hand to pull back.

"Please. I have booked the VIP carriage. There are no other passengers except my men, so don't be nervous."

"Okay, sir." Senani bit her lip and finally nodded. "Thank you."

Under Gillan's eyes, the bodyguard stepped forward to carry the woman's luggage, and the latter quickly thanked him.

Entering the VIP carriage, Senani noticed that it was very empty, with only about twenty men and women sitting sporadically in the two rows of seats.

But judging from the uniform black uniforms they wore and their demeanor, they were definitely no ordinary people.

Especially the purple-eyed young man at the head.

"This must be a big shot in the empire..."

Senani secretly guessed.

"Is he a rich man who engages in cross-border trade?"

Thinking about it, she suddenly became enthusiastic.

Just like what she said before when she accused the three men, the Kingdom of Fosaka is too poor and closed!

If this young rich man can invest in the Fosaka Kingdom, it will definitely be a great thing!

"I study hard and strive to study in the Empire, isn't it just to make Fosaka better..."

Senani cheered herself up in her heart, hoping to leave a better impression on the young rich man.

Not long after.

Gilan invited the woman to sit down and chat with her.

Before that, he asked his female secretary Lenis to call the waiter to bring some food, drinks and snacks.

After a simple exchange, Gilan learned that Senani was an international student from the Kingdom of Fosaka and studied in a prestigious business school in Seyib State (east of Moro State and west of the capital).

I took this cross-border train because the college was on holiday, so I planned to return to my hometown.

"...Mr. Gilan, a big shot like you should be very busy, right?"

Senani picked up the coffee cup cautiously, took a sip, and asked tentatively.

Gilan smiled and said softly:

"It's really busy."

"Then you don't have any hobbies for entertainment? It's all work?"

"Not really." Gilan shook his head. "I like watching movies."

"Movies?!" Senani was very surprised and covered his mouth. "But movies are not..."

"Yes, they are contraband prohibited by the "Art Order."

Gilan smiled.

He raised his index finger as if joking, indicating that this was a secret.

Senani immediately understood and nodded.

"Don't worry, Mr. Gilan, I will keep this secret."

The two smiled at each other.

During the chat, Gilan obtained a lot of information about the Kingdom of Fosaka from the other party.

Most of the information was consistent with the information recorded in the documents of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, but there were also some details that were different. For example, local public opinion and even the attitude of the people towards the empire.

All of these will be of great help to Gillan's upcoming diplomatic visit.

Clang, clang...

The train has been running in the wilderness. Outside the window is a vast expanse of space, with only scattered cacti and oases standing on the distant horizon.

"Ms. Senani, it's still a long way to Bickburg, you can take a nap."

Gillan spoke and took the initiative to end the conversation.

"I still have some work to do, so I'll leave first."

"It's okay, sir, you go ahead, I'll just lie on the sofa for a while and won't disturb you."

Senani waved her hand and said.

Gillan nodded, and he and Lanis got up one after another and went to the seat in the corner at the end of the VIP car.

He took out the information that Ms. Crow had sent through the hotline alchemy array the night before departure and read it again.

'It's indeed the same as Senani said, the Kingdom of Fosaka is poor and backward. Recently, a group of revolutionary armies have risen up and have repeatedly opposed the Kingdom Army. ’

Gilan looked thoughtful.

‘In addition, regarding the commissioned target, the real film called "The Legend of the Unbeaten" has roughly confirmed the scope...’

The intelligence shows that there are a total of nine large business groups in the Kingdom of Fosaka, and the whereabouts of the real film fell into the hands of the leader of one of the groups.

This target is not small, but it is better than looking for a needle in a haystack, at least the direction has been established.

Gilan had a plan in mind, so he put away the information.

The train shuttled through the wilderness, and the VIP compartment was quite quiet. Just like this, time passed in a blink of an eye to the next morning.

The train finally arrived at the terminal, Bückeburg.

This neutral trading town belongs to the Bremen Empire, but the ruler here is elected by the locals of Bückeburg.

Gilan got off the train with the envoys and said goodbye to Miss Senani on the platform.

“Mr. Gilan, it is my honor to meet you on this journey... Welcome to my hometown Fosaka, I am happy to be your guide.”

Senani smiled.

"Sure."

Jilan gave her a meaningful look.