When I woke up, everything seemed to be back to the way it was before.

I was alone in the forest, and could barely tell the direction and time. I only had two golden Pu'er leaves on me, and my clothes were in tatters due to my previous transformation into a dragon.

Speaking of which, I call that special dragon transformation dragon transformation, literally.

I thought of Sally. She must have learned this backup spell of self-destruction from somewhere. I wanted to cry, but I couldn't help it.

I struggled to stand up and walked forward in any direction, anywhere, as long as I could stay away from the imperial capital. I thought of Trazhuo and my parents, and the old experiences that had become blurry gradually became clearer. This time there were still people behind them.

A moving figure has been added.

But things are different. Both Trazo and his parents died at the hands of Strahd. When can I avenge them? Frankly speaking, it is far away. Sally is different from them. She died because of Peach, which is very important.

Part of the reason is my stupidity.

Peach must die, I told myself in my heart, as if marking myself with an eternal mark, no matter how long it took, no matter what his status, Peach Skeim must die.

Revenge is in the future, and the top priority is to leave this forest. I stopped and re-identified the height of the sun. It should be early in the morning and the sun has not risen too high. I decided to walk in the opposite direction of the sun and continue towards

West.

I fought my way through the tough shrubs and low plants, my pants ripped to pieces by the thorns, but fortunately, I quickly returned to the road.

I started walking along the road. This was the best way to find villages and towns. I needed supplies and information. My efforts paid off quickly. I only walked for less than half an hour when I saw a small town appearing in my field of vision.

inside.

I walked into the town, exhausted both physically and mentally. My upper body was almost naked, and my pants were in tatters. I pinched my pockets, and the two gold Pu'er coins were still stuck in my pockets, giving me a kind of feeling.

A solid and solid feeling.

I don’t know how to describe this feeling. People who have been poor for a long time and then suddenly became rich should be able to understand how I feel at this time.

I walked into a nearby hotel and attracted a lot of eyebrows, but I ignored it, strode forward, and ordered myself a sumptuous breakfast: a large piece of sliced ​​bacon, fried to perfection.

, soft white bread, served with unlimited strawberry jam, cream and honey, a small plate of fresh vegetables, and juice or yogurt, all of which only cost me twenty coppers.

I finished my breakfast and realized that I should take a shower or buy some clothes first? I was in a dilemma. If I took a shower first, I would have to wear these tattered pants and buy new clothes. But if I went shopping first

?

No kidding, I can't even get in the store.

Unless...I think of Peach's disgusting behavior and take it into consideration.

When the innkeeper came to collect my plate, I tried to remember Peach's annoying superiority, and then gave the boss a smile that was mixed with superiority and embarrassment: "Sir, where can I take a bath nearby?"

?" I deliberately emphasized the word "Mr."

The performance was very successful. The hotel owner regarded me as a noble young man who had encountered some kind of trouble. He seemed a little embarrassed and said, "Young young master, I can wash it right now. It only costs five coppers." He saluted, feeling a little uneasy.

Added: "If you don't mind."

"Okay," I put on a barely acceptable expression, "Now boil the water for me, dear boss," I threw him a ten copper coin from the change he gave me, "The rest is up to you.

A tip, but the water needs to be boiled before I come back."

He bowed his head and nodded, then hurriedly retreated behind the counter. I looked at him, pretended to hum, then turned around and walked out of the hotel while holding up my pants.

It was already morning, and the streets of this small town were full of people. I attracted a lot of people's attention. I recalled Peach's performance, showing an angry expression as if my privacy had been violated, and rushed towards the people on the street.

A middle-aged man walked away.

"Where can I buy decent clothes here, my friend?" I asked him, sounding urgent but polite.

He looked at me with a confused expression, but he still spoke slowly, "You can go to Stanley's tailor shop. In that shop..."

"Don't you understand, friend," I interrupted him, pretending to be annoyed, "I want [decent] clothes." I emphasized the pronunciation of the word "decent".

As I expected, the middle-aged man looked horrified and said, "I'm sorry, sir, but their family also sells aristocratic attire."

I waved my hand impatiently, "You'd better tell the truth. Where is the store?"

When he compared it, I nodded arrogantly at him and strode away. The tailor's shop was not far away, just a few steps away. I stood at the door of the shop, pretending to be arrogant and angry, and pushed open the door of the tailor shop with all my strength.

, strode in.

There were only two people in the store. One was a man in his forties, wearing a leather skirt. I guessed he was a tailor. The other was well-dressed and should be a customer. The door hit the wall and made a loud noise, which was scary.

Made them jump.

"Stop standing there, you idiot! Didn't you see that I have no clothes to wear?" I scolded unhappily, sat down in the chair, and pretended to say to myself in a voice that happened to be heard by everyone in the room.

Said to himself: "Let me know where the bandits are, and I will strip them naked!"

I pretended not to see the snickers from the guests and Tailor Stanley, and said impatiently: "Where are my clothes? You stupid pig."

Half an hour later, I walked out of the store with brand new clothes. The performance skills I learned at the bard college were more effective than I thought. Stanley was not going to charge me any money. With my persistence and the so-called

With "noble justice", he still accepted one of my silver coins.

Ignoring the surprised looks on the road, I strode back to the hotel with my head held high, like a proud big rooster.

The boss diligently led me to a room at the back of the hall. This was probably the best room in the hotel. There was a wooden bathtub embedded in the floor, and a large row of hooks were nailed to the wall to hang clothes. Opposite the hooks there were also

There is a simple washbasin and a mirror.

The bathtub was filled with water, and the boss brought two more buckets of hot water in, and handed me a piece of soap and a comb.

I lay in the bathtub to relax my sore muscles, scrubbed my whole body carefully with soap, combed my hair, and washed away as many stains as possible.

After doing all this, I rubbed my body clean with my hands, rinsed it with a new bucket of hot water, and then put on brand new clothes.

When I returned to the lobby, the boss was settling accounts and immediately bowed to me when he saw me.

I saluted him, walked over and looked at him through my nostrils, "Not bad," I made my voice sound more like humming through my nostrils, "I, William Tell, will remember your assistance."

The boss smiled humbly at me, although I knew he would definitely want me to leave as soon as possible. No one likes playboys from aristocratic families, especially commoners.

As soon as I walked out of the door, an imperial soldier galloped past me on horseback, running towards the center of the town. I immediately became alert and decided to follow behind to see what was going on.

It was a lively time at this moment, and the cavalryman could not move at all in the crowded crowd. He could only dismount his horse, hold the horse and push forward with difficulty, until he quickly walked into the town hall, and he did not notice me following him.

The mystery of the matter was quickly revealed. A large group of town militiamen came out of the town government, each holding a large pile of paper and a bucket of paste. They spread out and posted on each notice board.

Attach three to four pieces of paper.

That was my wanted poster, and it had my face painted on it, and I have to say it was very similar.

"Salen Novis, an Imperial citizen, red-haired, thirteen years old, suspected of killing five Imperial guards, killing classmate Sally Nolan, and failed in his attempt to kill Magister Pidgeskeim. This person is extremely dangerous, and any Imperial citizen

If you see someone with a similar appearance, please contact the local security station or government agency immediately. Residents who provide valid information and are verified will receive a reward of one thousand gold Pu'er."

I looked at the words on the wanted posters, and the anger surged up my spine and engulfed my brain. I reached out and tore off all the wanted posters and tore them into pieces. I still underestimated this bastard Pidgeskeim.

What makes me even more angry is that they actually put Sally's death on my head.

The portrait looked too similar. I had to leave this town immediately. Too many people had seen me in this town. It was best not to have any contact with any imperial settlements. My red hair and age were too obvious, I told myself

, and at the same time, I hope the innkeeper and Tailor Stanley can believe my performance and disguise instead of running to report it immediately.

While I still had enough time, I walked into a store and bought a leather bag. I put the remaining money in it and put the bag away. Before I left, I used my acting talent and asked the boss for a map.

.

This town is called Wendeblo. It is in the north west of the empire, fifty miles away from the imperial capital. If all the messengers arrived here... I shuddered and did not dare to continue thinking about it.

I was walking in the forest north of Windboro, thinking about my next plan.

Frankly, I don't know.

It's not that I haven't considered going to the Kingdom of Valenlia or the Federation, but can I really do it? Would it be too difficult for me, in this kind of dragnet pursuit?

The only safe route was through uninhabited areas, which meant that I had to traverse the entire empire, from the south in the center to the northwest, and then into the kingdom.

The distance to the Federation is not much different. The more serious problem is that I don’t have enough money to survive in the Federation. The standard of living there is much higher than in the Empire.
Chapter completed!