"Master Mafameilin, I think this person is very unreliable. Why not, let's find someone else?" Kuba looked at Mach and frowned. In his opinion, this person named Mach could not be called a coachman. If he had to choose him, he felt that this journey would definitely not be comfortable. After all, this person was unreliable no matter how he looked at it.

However, Lynch did not answer Kuba's words as soon as possible, but looked at Mach carefully.

"Are you looking for me to take you to the capital?" But before Lynch could speak, Maher spoke first, his drunken voice sounded a little weak.

Lynch was surprised: "Do you know what we are going to do?"

"Haha, most of the people who are looking for me are going to the capital. If you go to another place, you don't need to come to me..." After Maher said this, he said directly: "Ten gold coins, if you want, we can set off tonight."

"Damn, why did it become ten gold coins?" Lynch was stunned. At the beginning, the person who introduced Mach had a quote at that time not ten gold coins...

"Others introduced you, don't I need to give you an introduction fee? Anyway, I will continue to go back and drink if I don't want to." Maher said impatiently.

Lynch was so amused that he didn't expect that there was an introduction fee, and he had to pay for them himself... But it was already this time, and Lynch had nothing to choose. Anyway, his original psychological price was also ten gold coins, which was the bottom line he could accept.

"There is no problem with ten gold coins, but looking at your current appearance, it is hard for me to imagine that you can successfully send me to the capital..."

"I have been a coachman for just sixty years now. In these sixty years, I have never had any accidents..." Maher said this, and couldn't help but drink a drink: "You can insult me, but you must not insult the profession I am proud of."

When talking about the word "profession", Mach's eyes were strange and no longer the drunken state, but a kind of piety and concentration flashed.

Looking at this look, Lynch undoubtedly fell into silence. Although he was still struggling whether to choose Mach, Mach's look undoubtedly touched Lynch. A person who is proud of his profession, even if his appearance is really a bit unsatisfactory, is indeed too young. But I have to say that such a person is indeed worthy of trust.

"Okay, I'll trust you once." Lynch nodded, and was also sure to find Mach to become his coachman.

"Master Mafameilin, have you thought about it?" Kuba couldn't help asking next to him.

"I've thought about it, just him." Lynch nodded.

When Kuba saw that Lynch had made a choice, he stopped talking. After all, Lynch probably had his own considerations. He was just accompanying Lynch to find the coachman. It seemed that he didn't need to get involved in this matter...

After Lynch found the coachman, Kuba quickly left. After all, he had just returned to Oaks City, and he had a lot of things to do. As for Lynch, he did not try to keep Kuba. After expressing his gratitude, Kuba left.

Soon, Lynch and Mach left the tavern.

Walking on the road, Lynch couldn't help but look at Mach again, then looked at Mach's drunken look, Lynch asked with some concern: "Can you really leave Oaks City in this state? Or do you set out directly at night? You have to know that night is often more dangerous than during the day..."

In fact, Lynch had another meaning that he didn't express. Mach had drunk too much inferior wine, and this kind of wine had a great momentum. If he didn't pay attention, Mach would fall asleep on the road. Then, Lynch would really feel like he was a doggy.

"Don't worry, every time I traveled, I would choose to come here to drink a bottle. The situation at that time was similar to that now... As for why I left at night, you don't understand. For us coachman, night is safer than during the day." Mach casually explained.

Lynch listened to Mach's words and probably knew that what he continued to say would not change Mach's mind. Anyway, he only needed to pay the bill after arriving in the capital, so Lynch stopped asking more and followed Mach and soon arrived at the place where Mach stopped his carriage.

"Damn..." When I saw this carriage, Lynch couldn't help but curse, no matter how hard the carriage looked, there were pits everywhere on the canvas, and almost no shelter from the wind and rain. As for the horse, it was even more hungry for several days, and was skinny. Lynch simply wondered whether this horse could run to the capital, and whether he was exhausted on the road...

"Mah, are you reliable?" At this time, Lynch couldn't help asking, to be honest, after seeing such a carriage, even Lynch didn't have much confidence.

"Don't worry!" But Mach's voice was still full of confidence, as if none of this was a matter of fact.

Lynch's face was full of darkness. He always felt that he was going to be cheated this time, but as Lynch thought before, he had no choice now. If he didn't choose to cooperate with Mach, he might be looking for Oaks City and no one would be willing to send him to the capital.

At that time, I would probably be a little unlucky. I would have to lean on my legs and walk to the capital like this...

Compared to the time-consuming and physically consuming way of traveling, it is obvious that Mach is now Lynch's only hope.

"Forget it, I'll endure it!" Lynch muttered in his heart. Anyway, he hadn't paid yet. Even if there was a problem on the road, he would just leave at most and think of other ways to go to the capital. But if Mach could not do this job well, he would not want to take even a silver coin from him.

No, I won't even give him a silver coin...

Immediately afterwards, Maher asked Lynch to walk into the carriage. As for himself, he sat on the horse's back and slept for a while. The explanation to Lynch was very simple. He said at the beginning that he would set off at night, but it was not yet evening, so he had a rest here first...
Chapter completed!