Chapter 340 Xiboya City

Drake Kingdom.

Although Drake Kingdom is adjacent to Prussia, the terrain is completely different. There are many mountains and lakes in the territory.

Pompeii Earldom.

This territory is much larger than Orange, but because there are many mountains and lakes in the territory, the population is smaller than Orange.

Unlike the king of Prussia whose prestige has been discounted, the king of Drake Kingdom still has prestige, so the relationship between the real nobles and the king is still a close monarch-minister relationship.

Because the kingdom is powerful, there are few bandit groups, large mercenary groups, and new parties in the territory.

In the south of the earldom, there is a town called Siboya. This town has a population of more than 10,000 and is a typical small town.

The family that rules this town is the lord under the Earl of Pompeii.

Otto family.

According to the clues provided by Mrs. Smith, a small group of descendants of the Habsburg dynasty fled here when the dynasty collapsed, changed their surnames, and then disappeared quietly.

Perhaps there are still a few bloodlines left, and what Luther has to do is to find these bloodlines.

The sun is shining and the weather is clear.

On the path leading to Xiboya City, a small team is heading towards Xiboya City. This small team consists of seven riders, a coachman, and an exquisite carriage.

There is a coat of arms on the exquisite carriage, with mountains and white eagles, and a flag on the carriage, and the pattern on the flag is exactly the same as the coat of arms.

It is Luther, Pompeii and his party. The coachman is Mickey Williams, and the riders are other members of Luther's guards

In the carriage, Luther is sitting in the back seat, holding a sleepy red-haired girl in his arms. Sitting opposite Luther are Marshall and Williams.

"We have lived in a plain environment since we were young, and it is a different feeling to occasionally look at this mountainous scenery." Marshall said excitedly, looking at the mountains outside the window.

"Mr. Marshall, the great traveler, would you like to take this opportunity to recite a poem?" Luther teased. Alena in his arms was drowsy, and Luther gently patted her head.

"You look like a nanny." Marshall also laughed.

"Being a nanny is still very good. If she is not a dragon, but a cute baby, I will hold her for the rest of my life without getting tired of it." Luther said with a smile.

After the two friends fought with bayonets, Luther also turned his head and looked out the window. On the flat ground under the mountain, there were mostly farmlands, and the heavy ears of wheat were bent down.

It's another autumn.

After this autumn, the agricultural structure of White Eagle Territory will change. Many farmers will become workers.

At this juncture, I really don't want to leave White Eagle.

"You dead girl." Luther pinched Alena's face, which felt very tender. I don't know what the principle of this transformation magic is.

"Well, Master, don't pinch me." Aliena muttered, tilted her head, squinted her eyes, and then fell asleep again.

"By the way, I am going out with my guards this time, why are you lying in the muddy water?" Luther looked up and asked.

"I always acted with Mickey and others on Treasure Star. They followed you and I was alone without a companion. How lonely. Besides, I have been on Treasure Star for a year, and it is time for me to come out and play in the world of flowers." Marshall did not change his playboy nature and said excitedly.

"Hey." Luther sighed.

"Why are you sighing?" Marshall asked curiously.

"I am afraid that many women in Xiboya City will be pregnant by you." Luther sighed.

"Hehe." Marshall smiled, not ashamed at all, but very proud.

"Dongdongdong." There was a knock on the door, and then the voice of the coachman Mickey sounded. "Master, according to the map, we are about five kilometers away from Xiboya City."

"Send all the guards out, find a place to stay first, and then start to inquire about the situation. Remember not to make a big fuss, keep a low profile. I don't want the Earl's family to hear the news."

Luther ordered.

"Yes." Mickey responded, and then the seven accompanying guards rode their horses to go ahead.

Before dark, Luther arrived at Xiboya City and settled in a small villa beside a small lake in the north of the city.

After cleaning the villa a little, Luther put Alena under the bed, had dinner, and went to rest in bed.

The accompanying guards were all sent out to inquire about the news, and Marshall also left. This playboy gentleman would definitely not return home tonight.

The guards did not find out any news that night, so they all went out the next day. Luther was bored in the villa alone, so he cut a bamboo, made a fishing rod and started fishing.

The sun was shining and the sky was clear.

The surface of the small lake was shining, and small waves were hitting the shore. Luther sat on a small bench on the shore, holding a green fishing rod and fishing.

Luther's fishing skills were not very good, so no fish was caught after a long time. Luther couldn't help but put the fishing rod on the ground, and then supported his chin with his free right hand.

Luther thought of the young man Xiuxiua.

Xiuxiua was very good at fishing and could catch big fish. When I was a child, I went to the lake with Xiuxiua and always had grilled fish at night.

And this guy has been missing for a long time.

He said something like, I want to grow up, I want to fight, and then left Pompeii with a package on his back.

As a result, he disappeared like Newton, both of whom were worrying guys.

Luther looked up in surprise, and saw a young man and a little boy holding a plate of cakes coming over. The man had a handsome face and was dressed very aristocratically, but his clothes were a little white and looked very old, and it could be seen that his family was not rich.

The little boy was six or seven years old, with red lips and white teeth, and looked very handsome, with a head of rare black hair.

The little boy was a little shy, and at this moment he was holding the corner of the young man's clothes tightly.

"Hello, I am your neighbor, Paco, Sydney. This is my son, Auf, Sydney." Paco bent down and said to Luther.

"Hello, I'm Luther, Pompeii." Luther also stood up and bowed. In fact, he was confused. What was this for?

"Your last name is Pompeii? But your accent." Mr. Paco was a little surprised.

"My last name is Pompeii, but it has nothing to do with Count Pompeii here. As for my accent, I am from the Kingdom of Prussia. Now the kingdom is a little chaotic, so I brought my family here to settle down." Luther said half-truthfully.

"So that's how it is." Mr. Paco nodded, then smiled and handed over the cake and said, "According to the tradition of Count Pompeii, we will prepare cakes for new neighbors."

"So that's how it is, thank you so much." Luther was surprised for a moment, but he respected the tradition here, thanked him, and reached out to take it.

The two chatted for a while, which increased the feelings of neighbors. Mr. Paco left with his son.