The originally secluded and peaceful forest path is now full of sounds of horse hooves and wheels crushing.

The bluestone path paved on the ground has long become dilapidated due to the vicissitudes of time.

I have long been unable to find the entire piece of blue stone along the way.

Those bluestones that were broken into several pieces of deep buried in the soil are already the most complete.

What remains more is stray gravel mixed in a piece of soil.

The wise and powerful Francis V has long become a legendary figure hundreds of years ago.

The long path that he built at the same time that ran through the entire Bart Forest has become dilapidated under the ruthless erosion of time. This dilapidated and long road indeed protects the cities in the south from the plunder of wealthy nobles.

Since the death of Francis V, no other king has been willing to rebuild this path.

It is precisely because this road is so bumpy that Franx South has always been the place where the wealthy and nobles stop.

However, it also made it quite difficult for people living in Southport, Lai and Pitton to go to Fort Serth.

The vast Bart Forest can't be seen at first sight.

Although it is less than 200 kilometers from Pidton to Serthburg, this journey is bumpy and difficult to walk. There are only a few days to go out of the vast forest.

Now this road is built on Tongjun Avenue, which is deep in the dense forest, and two carriages are slowly moving forward one after another.

The one in front is beautifully decorated and elegantly, which is the luxurious carriage that Ribo once rode to attend the Baron Lonna dance.

It was Mr. Hyde who was riding in the carriage now, and in the seat beside him was the cold killer Kelle.

In addition to traveling, Kelle always likes to stand upright, because only in this way can we ensure that we can move freely at any time.

Moreover, if he goes out alone, he would rather choose to ride a horse or even walk. For a killer, sitting in a carriage is too dangerous.

However, it is his responsibility to protect the safety of his head at all times.

In the second carriage, Eckert was the only one.

In fact, the carriage was originally taken by him and Rebet, but, as Mr. Hyde ordered, Rebet rode the thoroughbred alone.

Of course Eckert knew the meaning of the head, because the real Rebow, Byndith, was a child who loved riding quite a bit, and this kind of hobby originated from the blood of his mother's family.

The old Count Medin was the horse lover of Franx. He owned Franx's only four Southern System Purebred Horses. It was once the glory that the Medin family deserved to show off, and also gave him a chance to start.

The three children of the old Count also inherited this hobby. Miss Lisa rode on a horse and once fell in love with countless young nobles from Serthburg.

This hobby has been passed down to the real Ribo Bairdit.

The timid butler, who was as timid as a mouse, mentioned several times that this young master never wanted to ride a carriage when he went out for a trip. He liked to ride a horse and gallop around the carriage alone.

This is why Mr. Hyde insists that Rebbo rides on horses all day.

Because if Ribo had any differences in personality with the real Master Byrndit, he might be held back and forth in order to correct him as a fake, this is a huge risk that he could never take.

As the saying goes, it is easy to change the country and nature is hard to change. Although they can make Ribo remember everything related to the true Master Bairndit, it is still incredible that there are differences in personality, because knowledge and memory can be instilled into the mind, and personality is accumulated slowly over a decade, and it is unlikely that it will suddenly change completely, and this is the easiest place for people to grasp the handle.

What's more, the difference in personality often gives people the first impression that this person is pretending to be a fake.

On the contrary, the flaws and loopholes found in the Q&A can be confused by the age of young and too long.

Eckert has always paid the most attention to this aspect in all plans.

Ribo's riding with horses is also a benefit for Eckert.

He could lie down in the seat comfortably.

All day yesterday, he was busy improving his plans and worked until the sun rose in the early morning.

Now, for him, adequate sleep is really important.

The bumpy road is not a good thing for a sleeping person. He seems to have returned to his infancy and lying in a cradle.

Rebe ran wildly on his horse alone, and he also loved Mr. Hyde's arrangements very much.

Ribbon enjoyed the feeling of flying in the clouds and fog. There was no heavy pressure on his back. The thoroughbred horse ran very fast. The speed was absolutely unimaginable to ordinary people. Ribbon's equestrian might even sigh that Ekter and Kelle, who taught him all this.

The horse ran across the earth like a silver-gray meteor, and everything around it flew away quickly behind him. The stimulation and enjoyment were simply unimaginable.

Although Rebbo and Mr. Hyde were on the road at the same time, Mr. Hyde told himself that he could act freely as he pleased.

Of course, Rebow knew what Mr. Hyde meant, and he really needed to go to the laboratory where Mr. Masque was in the forest.

He hadn't seen it for a whole week, and he didn't know if the teacher left him any information.

And he had a lot of things to tell Teacher Masque.

When Ribo rode his horse like a flash of lightning, galloping on Tongjun Avenue, which leads directly from South Harbor to Serthburg, he did not notice a group of people watching him on the side of the road.

An ordinary carriage was slowly moving on the road in the same direction.

The carriage is often seen on this avenue. The carriages that ordinary merchants ride are no different. On the top of the narrow and low carriage is a wide iron rack, with more than enough luggage on it, and some cargo can be placed in the extra places.

There were extremely small windows on both sides of the carriage. Glass was too luxurious for those businessmen, and a blind was enough.

In order to be more sturdy and durable, the wheels of the carriage are much smaller than those of the nobles' special carriages and the axles are also thicker.

The delicate but easily damaged things like hinges and steering pulleys will never appear in such a simple ordinary carriage for long distances. For them, the two hardwood support rods are the most sturdy and reliable, and also the most practical.

Like all business carriages, four or five bodyguards are absolutely indispensable along the way.

They were both bodyguards and coachmen. Three people were squeezed in the seat in front of the carriage, and three horses were tied behind the carriage and were dragged slowly forward.

Those horses are not special either. They can be bought everywhere on the market, the most common ones.

In that regard, these people are just the passing merchants who have just completed a transaction from Nangang and are now rushing home.

The two silks wrapped in thick linen on the roof of the carriage seem to prove the identity of the carriage owner.

Ruibo did not pay attention to this ordinary merchant carriage. He did not slow down at all, and passed by the carriage like a whirlwind.

Ruibo also did not notice that when he approached the carriage on his horse, the three bodyguards in the carriage all reached behind him.

The vigilant and calm eyes that the three of them showed were definitely not something that ordinary bodyguards could have.

"Don't be too nervous, this will reveal our identity." A girl's voice came from the carriage.

"Sister, there is nothing wrong with the reactions of the three of them. I was a little nervous just now." After saying this, a young man in his twenties opened the car door and walked out of the car.

"Master, why are you out? Isn't it safe here?" said the three people sitting in the carriage, leaning against the older bodyguard on the right.

"Sometimes, I still need to come out and relax." The young man said, climbing to the top of the carriage in three steps.

He stood tall on the top of the carriage and looked at the direction where Ruibo was heading far away.

"Brother, what did you see?" The girl also jumped out of the carriage.

This girl is indeed a bit different. Although she is a girl, she is wearing a pair of breeches and her tight leather jacket outlines charming lines. Her eyes are slender and the corners of her eyes are slightly raised upward, looking extremely restless. Her high forehead, plump cheeks, and her delicate and cute little mouth, this girl is indeed a rare beauty.

But those raised eyebrows were too thick, and with that angular nose, if this one grows on a man, it would be absolutely handsome and elegant, but a pity...

Just as the first impression this girl gave is exactly the same.

The girl climbed onto the roof of the car with ease and looked around with her toes.

It's a pity that she came up too late, and Ribo's horse ran too fast.

When she stood on the roof of the car, she could only see a burst of smoke rising from the distance.

"Brother, what did you see?" the girl asked.

"A good horse and a good jockey." The young man said with a smile.

"Good horse? Good jockey? Is that horse as good as my 'flying electric'? Can that jockey beat you brother?" the girl asked.

When the girl asked such a question, the three bodyguards who drove the car in front felt funny. They knew very well about their little master. The lady was arrogant. In fact, what she really meant was to ask, was the jockey possible to surpass her, a daughter with superb riding skills.

Of course, the three bodyguards, as subordinates, did not dare to laugh at their little master, but the brother had no worries at all. He smiled and said, "You, the factory leader, are you talking about yourself. To be honest, the horse just now is definitely not worse than your "flying lightning". It is also a thoroughbred horse, a thoroughbred horse that is extremely excellent. As for that jockey, I may not be better than him. It is hard to say clearly., "Thoroughbred horse? Are there any thoroughbred horses here? Brother, could it be the spy sent by those people?"

The girl asked.

"It shouldn't be, a spy riding a thoroughbred horse, such a trick is too big. Foster, you should see it clearly, how do you think it?" asked the young man.

"Master, the jockey is a child, about the same age as the lady, and seems to be a younger man. He looks like a nobleman, and perhaps an apprentice knight, his riding skills are quite good." said the older bodyguard.

The lady was quite dissatisfied when she heard that she was called a child. However, although the older bodyguard nominally called herself the little master, in fact, his father always treated him as his best friend.

This time, he and his brother came out together. Before leaving, his father had ordered that if there was a major event, he would obey Foster's command. Therefore, he was the de facto leader here.

"Add Knight? Does the apprentice knight in the Kingdom of Francis have such superb riding skills?" the young man said to himself.

"Young Master, you'd better go back to the carriage. It's not safe after all," Foster advised.

"Don't worry, I promise there is no one around." An old voice came from the carriage: "And, Secos and Sulide are rushing back. It seems that they are in a hurry and probably found something abnormal. If my premonition is not wrong, it may not be peaceful tonight. Let the young master move well, which may be of some benefit."

When everyone heard the old man in the carriage speak, they said nothing. Although the old man in their line did not care about the matter, no one would not obey his words. Since he said that there would be danger at night, there must be a fierce battle waiting for them.

"Do we change the itinerary and spend the night in Peaton today?" Foster asked.

"No need, I always feel that the earlier I arrive at Serth Fort, the better." The old man said again.

After hearing the old man's answer, everyone had no questions and the carriage continued to move forward, but this time the speed was obviously much faster.

Riding on the horse, Rebo only took two hours to arrive at the laboratory of Teacher Masque in the forest.

Everything in the laboratory has not changed, but there are some dark green words clearly printed on the mirror.
To be continued...