Sitting on the right side of the cart, because of the bumps all the way, there was no blood on her face and she was about to faint, and she saw Ciel's troubles, he took Syl's hand, smiled at Syr, and said with great trust: "Honey, go as you wish, no matter what the result is, we will not blame you."
Cill glanced back at Anisser, hesitated for a moment, bit his lip and nodded, then turned back and tapped the horse's back with a rope.
"Let's go" "Restored" The horse threw up his head and screamed in pain, and then ran to the far right.
Instead of pulling on the leash to stop the horse and turn around and take another path, Sill let the horse run down that path.
Because she herself didn't know which path was the safest.
So it's better to leave everything to this horse.
The horse dragged the three of them along the field path and kept running, leaving a series of footprints on the muddy ground.
At four o'clock in the morning, when the darkness had receded and dawn was approaching, the horses crossed dozens of field paths to a place that resembled a small village.
This small village has dozens of houses of various heights, some with roses planted on the outside.
"Miss Syr, Miss Siel, you look like we're in the country," Didice shouted eagerly, tugging at Ciel's clothes.
"I'm not blind" Sill impatiently pulled back his clothes, pulled the horse's rope to stop his steps, and looked at the buildings in front of him with a solemn expression.
Annesse knew her best, and asked her gently: "Sir, are you not sure if this place belongs to Plesk or another country, so you don't dare to go any further?"
"Hmm."
Cill nodded.
She was indeed hesitant to ask.
If this was still Plesk, their carriage would have been more likely to run into enemy troops and be killed.
Annecy smiled exasperatedly, "That's not a big deal, dear.
Let me get out of the carriage and go to the houses and knock on the doors, and if I find that the houses here are unoccupied, it means that this place still belongs to Plesk, and if there are people, it means that we have reached the other country safely, my dear. ” "Anité, you're a good idea."
Ciel agreed to Anisser's approach.
Because the inhabitants of Plesk had left by train a few days ago, if there were any people in the houses here who said that this was definitely not the state of Plesk, but other countries.
But.
Ciel looked back at Anisser and said in a resolute tone: "But Anithur, let me get out of the car and take a look, your body looks terrible, I'm afraid you will faint if you can't walk a few steps." ” "Oh, it's all my fault that I'm in terrible health, sorry darling."
Anissé bowed her head guiltily.
"Don't talk about what you have and don't have."
Cill glared sullenly at Anisser before releasing the leash and climbing out of the carriage.
Cill walked to the door of a dilapidated medieval-style building that looked decades old and tapped on the door.
"Bang Bang Bang" She patted and asked, "Is it okay for anyone to please open the door for me?"
She slapped dozens of times, but didn't get any response.
This made her heart tense, and cold sweat oozed from her forehead.
If there is no response, it means that it is likely to be the state of Plesk. oshow7 t1706231537: