Sword and Magic and Taxi

Zhao Mai drove "the·che" disguised as a carriage and headed north along King's Road. The road was flat, and the wheels ran over a layer of fine sand with a pleasant rustling sound. The warm and humid wind blows from the woods, bringing the fragrance of flowers and plants and the aroma of trees. If you put your ears up, you can faintly hear the sound of pheasant flapping its wings, and the crisp sound of deer walking through the forest and stepping on broken branches.

I am not alone on the road, I can often see groups of people marching in columns. They were fully armed, talked and laughed loudly, constantly making noisy noises. Most of these people on horses hold flags high, with insignias depicting complex or simple ones. Zhao Mai only knows the family crests of a few large families, such as the black wolf head of the Stark family, the golden lion of the Lannister family and the crowned stag of the Baratheon family and so on. Some larger affiliated families, such as Skinners, Double Castles, and Big Bears, he also knows a lot. But along the way, Zhao Mai did not see these kinds of flags.

Zhao Mai greeted them, and the other party responded enthusiastically to him. By simply exchanging a few words, Zhao Mai knew the information he needed. These knights marching south are rushing to Junlin City to participate in the "Prime Minister's Tournament." Lord Ned Stark of the North was invited by his good brother, King Robert Baratheon, who almost became his brother-in-law, to replace the former guardian of the East, Jon Ailin, who died of "sudden illness" ——This man is the "godfather" of both — to become the new Prime Minister. The prime minister has great power and is called the "hand of the king" to assist the king in managing the country. Even at certain times, the prime minister can give orders like a king, and it can be said that careerists, strategy strategists and people with high ambitions are optimistic about the position.

King Robert has few trusted people, but Duke Stark is definitely one of them. Since the arrival of the new prime minister, he can enjoy even more unscrupulously. A contest held to celebrate the new prime minister was born. This is a grand event that has affected the entire Westeros. Knights, warriors, and fighters from north to south all hope to show their skills in this grand event, gain the favor of the king, and gain both fame and fortune.

"I wish you all victory!" Zhao Mai called out loudly, sending out the same blessing to every group of travelers on the opposite side. Such blessings are often returned in good faith. Through the narration of these travelers, Zhao Mai knew that there was a nice hotel not far in front, near Sancha River. Although the charges are more expensive, they are genuine. At least the lamb for roasting potatoes is cut from sheep, not mice or dogs; unless the customer cannot afford the price and asks to be diluted, the ale and fruit wine are not mixed with water.

Okay, let's spare the pheasants or rabbits in the forest, and go out at night! After more than half a year of food reserves for desert life, now that I see the green woods and grasslands, I want to be happy. The eyes looking at Zhao Mai are full of uncontrollable desire.

"Okay, okay, don't hum, go and run!" Zhao Mai turned around and opened the car door, letting the big dog jump out of it. "Remember not to run far, it's not good to play too crazy."

The reserve of food wagged its tail, hopped into the woods, aroused a flock of birds. Zhao Mai continued to drive along the road to the north, without paying attention to the little flower lying on the window holding the Xinmu Spear. Decayed spots appeared on the surface of the Heartwood Spear, expanding continuously. The fluffy roots of Xiaohua are entangled on the heartwood spear, and are constantly absorbing this weapon.

After a while, rain fell in the sky. Raindrops are warm, and the feeling of falling on the body is also gentle. Zhao Mai Suo didn't wear a cloak, but let the rain that still had the taste of summer on him. His ponytail hair quickly became heavy, clinging to his scalp. The rain also wetted the sleeves and pants, but the torso protected by the tireless leather armor was still dry. Not to mention a warm rain, even a blizzard will be blocked by this magic armor, and it will not affect Zhao Mai's health in the slightest.

The full humidity soon turned into a gray mist, which filled the woods. The leaves were hit by raindrops, and the crackling sound became a piece. Zhao Mai raised his head and opened his hands, immersed in the natural force full of water vapor. The body from the drought has been restored, and the balance has been maintained again.

The environment here is quite beneficial to Zhao Mai. The forest is the place he is most familiar with. The vibrant vegetation exudes a warm and comfortable feeling, which is very helpful to soothe the mood of being hurt by the hot environment of Atas. The curse of blasphemous magic is still on Zhao Mai, and he will come out to make trouble when he is practicing the Force of Nature, slowing down his improvement. However, the natural force here in Westeros is gradually calming the anger and sorrow from another world, and the curse of blasphemous magic is showing signs of fading.

There is no such effect on earth. Maybe only those places where the environment is protected have such characteristics? Zhao Mai has been in the city for a few days on the earth, which may be the reason for this.

Before the ground began to become muddy, Zhao Mai smelled the firewood smoke from the fog. Accompanied by it, there is a faint smell of food, the sweetness of cake noodles, and the strong fragrance of stewed meat and vegetables. There was a wave of mules and horses neighing, and it seemed that the hotel was not far away.

Zhao Mai blew the whistle vigorously, then shouted for the reserve grain. Hearing a crackle, the grain reserves were sent directly to Zhao Mai's side. It had a fat wild duck in its mouth. After placing it on the seat of the car, he put the dog's head into Zhao Mai's palm to "please praise".

Zhao Mai rubbed its wet hair vigorously and drove around a small bend. As expected, he saw the inn beside the avenue, mostly embedded in the woodland. This is a large three-story house. The foundation and the first floor are made of stone, painted with off-white lime and paint, and used as a tavern hall. The upper two floors are wooden structures, and rooms with windows are used as guest rooms. In front of the hotel is an open area with a well. The water from the well will be placed in the sink for half a day, and then it can be fed to the livestock in the stable next to it. Now the stables are almost full, with more than 20 different types of horses riding one after another inside, some with saddles and soaked cloaks. It seems that several horse owners are very lazy, and they went to spend time and drink before taking care of their mounts.

The sign on the outside of the hotel said "Knee for the Lord", and laughter came from inside. Although it was not noisy, it was considered warm. The sound of the clash of cups and plates was mixed with the sound of harp and singing. The simple repetitive tunes, the tuned and frustrated voices, and the lyrics that are not very rhyming. It is estimated that this is a crappy troubadour who has not learned the real skills from the master.

A slightly blessed woman pushed open the door~www.NovelMTL.com~ The warm light slowly flowed out from the door frame behind her, into the rain. Her temples are gray and white, and her waist is round, no longer the beauty of her youth. However, she is more vigorous, holding a large bowl of clothes that need to be washed, and she can't see how hard it is. It seemed that when it was raining, there would be a calm and slow traveler like Zhao Mai, or she simply didn't hear outside sounds. She was shocked when she came out.

Hid the chewing tobacco in her mouth to the cheek gang, the proprietress Martha Not Superman and Batman's mother Hyde greeted enthusiastically. She wouldn't be so stupid as to get her clothes wet, unless she saw the big fish banner in Running City. The place where the inn is located is under the management of the Tuli family of Runliu City, and the big fish is used as the family crest to symbolize the fertility of the Sancha River Basin. As long as it is not the lord, the others are just guests, and it is not worthy of her being too enthusiastic.

Zhao Mai jumped from the carriage, carrying the fat wild duck in his hand. "I want something to eat and drink, and I will go away from the rain. I hit a duck on the road. Help me process it."

"The prey here belongs to Master Tuli, so your duck must be brought from home, right?"

"You really have a vision!" Zhao Mai praised. (To be continued.) (Sword and Magic and Taxi.. 5555190)--(Sword and Magic and Taxi)