Although it was a dark night ahead, Gregory and Hayden could see vigilance and thinking in each other's eyes.

"Marson." Glegri pretended to be confused, "Have His Majesty the Emperor issued a new mission? I hope I didn't disturb anything."

Hayden said generously: "I plan to go to Marl City for vacation. I remember that you and Miss Monica are also preparing to go in this direction, so I want to try my luck to see if I can run into you."

The collision is really accurate.

Glegri had only thought about avoiding Mrs. Demi before, but Heiden would come and get into a shot. Could it be that Heiden really fell in love with this fake Monica? This idea flashed through his mind and was denied extremely firmly. He could see that Heiden was a little interesting to the women's clothing of the Necromancer, but it was definitely not as good as letting go of all matters and following him to the city of Marl when the imperial capital was in trouble. There must be something he didn't know about.

An uneasy surged in his heart. With the relationship between Hayden and Frank, if he knew that there was a necromancer sitting in the carriage, he would definitely try his best to send him back to save Audis. Gregory didn't know whether the necromancer would be useful in rescuing Audis, but it was certain that he was not willing to take the risk at all.

In just a short moment, he thought a lot, but the surface was not revealed. "That's a coincidence." Gregory noticed the movement of Hayden's gaze and couldn't help but turn around.

Mondra got out of the carriage. He was wearing a black cloak borrowed by Glegri from Mrs. Lillian before leaving. The cloak covered his entire body, revealing only a small head, making him look like he was buried in the cloak, and he was walking like a small mound of earth moving.

Hayden's eyes bent, revealing the first truly pleasant smile tonight, "I'm so happy to meet again so soon, Monica."

Mondra tilted his head and glanced at him. Because the strange things Hayden did to him this morning made him still wary of him. He knew in his heart that the other party seemed to have an interest in him like the opposite sex, but he did not take it too seriously.

When Glegri saw Mondra walking over, his heart tightened. He stretched out his hand and held his palm very naturally, and said gently: "Is it cold?"

Mondraton stagnated, "Not cold."

Glegri gently stroked his bangs on his forehead, revealing his smooth forehead.

This intimate posture made Mondra feel very uncomfortable. Every necromancer has a serious sense of territory. Although his sense of territory has diminished due to the weakening of the undead energy, it does not mean that there is no. From Hayden to Mrs. Nicole to Gregory, it seems that everyone likes to move around him. He began to consider whether to stay away from these offenders and return to Maer City with his own strength.

Fortunately, Glegri just wanted to express their intimacy in front of Hayden, so he quickly retracted his hands. Mondra, who was a little sleepy, quickly gave up the idea just now.

"I have prepared some snacks. Are you going to sit in my carriage?" asked Hayden. Since Mondra personally denied Gregory's fiancé relationship, his attempts to "Monica" were no longer as looming as before - even in front of Gregory.

Glegri wrapped around Mondra's shoulder, "It's Monica's sleep time now, and I think she needs more rest."

If Gregory did not wrap around his shoulders, perhaps Mondra would hesitate. Although Hayden is a very rare material, his love for invading other people's territories makes it difficult to get along with. However, when Gregory also made the same mistake, Mondra did not hesitate to choose the one who likes to touch himself, but he also likes to touch him.

Mondra shrugged her shoulders, then slowly walked towards Hayden in Gregory's surprised gaze.

Hayden grinned, revealing neat and white teeth, and his bright smile almost drove away the chill and hazy night.

Mondra's eyes involuntarily avoided his smile. His smile seemed to have a thorn, which made his eyes a little painful, and his heart was filled with indescribable feelings, just as uncomfortable as a dead person encountered the power of light.

Seeing that he stopped, Hayden took the initiative to go forward and took two steps. Before Glegri made a sound, he hugged him in his arms and gently touched his cheek with his hand. "You should wear a mask so that you won't frostbite your face."

Mondra said: "There will not be frostbite." The temperature of Xiguimo at night can create a layer of frost on the face. Fighting against the heat and cold is a compulsory course for every necromancer living in Xiguimo.

Hayden pulled him into the carriage and took out the snacks prepared by Mrs. Nicole before leaving.

Mondra was not very interested in eating, but just glanced lightly, without any intention of reaching out.

Hayden tactfully put it away. He knew a long time ago that the taciturn Miss Monica was not easy to please at all, but because of this, it was particularly interesting. He looked at Mondra's sleepy look with a smile, without any impatientness.

The carriage is much spacious and comfortable than the carriage of Glegri. Mondra adjusted his comfortable position, tilted his head and put his forehead against the window, closed his eyes to sleep. But he woke up soon. The unrenovated road was full of all kinds of stones, and the carriage kept pounding up and down, and bumping his forehead against the window, making a slight thud.

Hayden covered his lips and seemed to be laughing, but his body had been set up to let him lean over.

Mondra rubbed her forehead, thought for a while, and simply curled up her knees, wrapped her arms around her, and then leaned her head on her knees.

Heiden, who was ignored, could only sigh and put his arm beside him to form a protective circle.

Mondra slept for a while, and his body really started to shake left and right as the carriage swayed. On several occasions, his shoulders almost touched Hayden's chest, and Hayden was also ready to donate, but at the critical moment, the carriage pushed him back.

“…”

A few times later, Hayden pulled his hand back. He was very sure that although the posture looked very unstable, in fact, it had a unique balance.

When the carriage approached the edge of Variel, he met a soldier standing guard like this, and his cold shout came in through the door panel.

Hayden reached out to comfort Mondra, who was awakened, and listened quietly to Hanson's explanation.

The soldiers seemed to have doubts about their identity. In fact, their suspicion was completely grounded. In order to get rid of Madame Demi's entanglement, Gregory deliberately gave up the teleportation magic circle Misse City closest to Variel, and chose the city of Catra, which was opposite but far away. From a common sense, it was a long way to go. In addition, it was such a dark night, how could the two carriages look suspicious?

Hanson watched helplessly as the soldiers ignored the pass in their hands and walked to the carriage. The moon finally showed a small half of its face behind the clouds, and thin light lingered around the carriage.

The soldier's searching gaze suddenly stopped when he touched the simple and elegant house emblem on the carriage. As if he was disbelief, he raised his hand and rubbed his eyes. The beautiful purple tulips were in bud, which was more attractive than gems.

"That Fist..." Another soldier behind the soldier screamed.

Hansen smiled and put away the pass in his hand.

"Please get out of the car." The soldier standing in front shouted cautiously and uneasy, revealing a strong sense of guilt in his tone.

The door was gently pushed open.

Hayden stepped down, and his dazzling blonde hair was coated with mysterious pale under the moonlight. He looked at the two more frightened soldiers and smiled: "I am Hayden Nafest, and there is Gregory Danya in the car behind. For personal reasons, we want to use the magic circle of Katra City to Marl City. I hope you can let it go."

"Oh, of course." The soldiers in front of him looked up at Hayden, so excited that they almost wanted to break the spear in their hands with one hand. The one standing in front of him was not only the Imperial Marshal, but also the most noble role model for every Emperor! They respect Siro because Siro is the master of the empire and the noble emperor. They respect Hayden, but because he is the youngest marshal in the history of the empire and the most outstanding soldier in the empire at present!

Hayden reached out to sort out his uniform, "General Besa once said that night is the most sleepy moment for soldiers, but the most sobering moment for the enemy. But your performance refuted his words fiercely, and the soldiers of the Empire maintain a clearer mind than the enemy at all times."

"Yes!" The soldiers raised their chests and looked proudly at the young man with a faint smile in front of them.

Hayden stretched out his hand to Hansen.

Hansen took out the pass order and handed it to him.

Hayden said: "But I hope you will release it next time because of this pass, not because of this carriage."

The soldiers' faces turned red and nodded dumbly. After watching Hayden get on the carriage again, he spontaneously stood in two rows, raised his spears, and sent them away with the highest and most respectful manners known.

Variel is about three days away from Catra. Mondra is sleeping for most of the time on the road. Gregory wanted to approach him several times, but Hayden underestimated it.

Later, Gregory also gave up. He thought clearly that if Hayden really knew Mondra's identity, then they should not go forward, but retreat. Since Hayden was still happily moving towards the direction of Katra City, it means that the identity of the little necromancer has not been exposed.

Maybe, Hayden really wants to send him home to please him?

Glegri decided to hold on and wait and see what happened.

Three days passed quickly.

When Hanson looked at the old but imposing wall at the end of the road, he quickly threw away the dry food in his hand, wiped the corner of his mouth, and said to himself: "Meat, meat... I can finally eat meat."

The soldiers of Katra were not as rigorous as those of Vanriel. After reading the pass order roughly, they were let in.

The noisy sounds and mixed fragrance on the street made Hansen unable to help but take a deep breath. He hadn't seen such a lively scene for a long time. The repaired Variel was silent, just like a giant sleeping soundly. Everyone knew it was powerful, and everyone knew that it would wake up one day, but now, it was still asleep.

They found an ordinary hotel to settle in.

When the hotel owner and the guy saw the purple tulips in the carriage, they both gasped and stared at the door of the carriage without blinking. They didn't swallow their saliva at the same time until Hayden and Mondra got out of the carriage.

Blonde hair, blue eyes, tall body, handsome face...

Is it Marshal Fest?

The boss and the guy looked at each other.

There were many sharp-eyed passengers in the hotel, whispering.

But when Hayden, Mondra and Glegri entered the door, the voices disappeared immediately. Everyone lowered their heads and tried desperately to pretend to be nothing, but the light from the corner of their eyes always swept towards Hayden involuntarily.

Hayden asked for five rooms, one for each person, and then took Mondra upstairs.

As soon as their figures disappeared from the stairs, there were buzzing talks coming from below. Since Hayden and the others were not far enough, the voices of the people with the largest voices came into their ears without any hindrance -

"Then the one next to Marshal Fest should be Miss Donna?"

"Isn't Miss Donna red-haired? It should be Duke Doros."

"No, no, I think it's Princess Elena."

...

Hayden coughed dryly and said, "I'm sure none of the people I know named Donna, and I'm even more sure that the Killing Empire does not have the Duke of Doroth and Princess Elena."

Mondra glanced at him in confusion, "Oh."

Hayden looked at his indifferent face, a little disappointment flashed in his heart, and reached out to touch his hair.

Mondra subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but his movements were very gentle, too much like the comfort of his sick master when he was young, so he just turned aside and stopped moving.

Hayden seemed to feel his acceptance and started to become more gentle.

Gregory watched their interaction from behind, and felt a schadenfreshing revenge in his heart. If it weren't for Audis, he was actually looking forward to Hayden's expression when he knew that Mondra was a male necromancer.

Three days and three nights of travel were nothing for Hayden and Hansen, but considering that Mondra and Gregory were traveling with each other, they still took a day and a half to rest in the hotel and waited for lunch before leaving.

At lunch, the hotel's small restaurant was crowded with people. In fact, they had been guarding the hotel since last night. Both men and women, their eyes were focused on Hayden without exception.

Hayden took care of Mondra as if no one was around, and ignored her eyes.

Mondra seemed to have no idea about these gazes, and ate the food handed over by Hayden with peace of mind until he was full.

Seeing that they had lunch ready to set off, the crowd stood up nervously and looked at them with eyes looking forward to it. The women tried harder to show their best side, hoping to attract Hayden's attention. Although they were in a very impatient mood, no one dared to come up. In the empire, there was still a deep gap between the nobles and the civilians. Even though they abide by the unified imperial code, the code was obviously more tolerant of the nobles, and there was even a crime called offense, which refers to the disrespect of the civilians to the nobles.

Hansen and Danya's coachman drove the carriage out of the carport. After Hayden helped Mondra get on the car, he suddenly turned around and waved to the eyes that looked at him with a smile.

"oh!"

The crowd burst into excitement and cheers.

The cheers remained unscathed until the carriage disappeared from sight.
Chapter completed!