Donner was about to continue speaking, and only when Unna heard a sudden exclaim, he and Wesley also noticed the sudden sound of breaking through the air outside the car.
Immediately afterwards, with a snap, the glass on the side of the carriage shattered, and an egg-sized stone was blocked by the curtains. When it slipped halfway, Donner reached out to grab it.
“Little bastard! I don’t want to live anymore!” The shouting of coachman Cole came from outside the car.
Wesley opened the curtains, glanced out of the window and pushed the door out. His agility was somewhat inconsistent with his body shape. It was obviously the foundation he practiced when he was training in Gernada in those two years.
The carriage stopped slowly, and Layla was about to get up, but Donner reached out to hold it. “It’s okay. If an enemy comes to the door, he won’t throw a stone to warn you first.” Donner said.
Layla nodded lightly and looked out of the car. “It seems like a child,” she muttered.
Sure enough, a tender debate came.
“It’s not me! Why did you catch me… I said it was not me!”
“Sir, it’s this kid, I saw it with my own eyes.” This was the voice of coachman Cole.
“Little hero, why don’t you recognize me if you dare?” Wesley didn’t sound angry at all. “Tell me, whose child are you? Maybe I know your adult.”
As he said, he clamped the child under his armpit and walked towards the broken glass window.
The child was only in his teens, dressed very carefully, had a noble-like impatient expression on his face, kicked and beaten with his feet, and argued loudly: “Let me go! Did you hear it! I asked you to let me go! I said it wasn’t me smashed. Don’t you understand? Are you deaf?”
At this time, there were already many idle people around the streets, probably because someone recognized Wesley or coachman Cole, so those people were watching from a distance, and no one came up to join in the fun.
Wesley came to the carriage, put down the child, pointed one hand at the broken glass, and still pulled the child’s collar with the other hand, and smiled, “Look, if you break such a big gem, how much money do you have to pay enough?”
“Do you think I am a fool? It’s just a piece of glass, you can pay you a gold coin at most!” The child took out a gold coin from somewhere and threw it on the ground.
“So, do you admit that you did it?” Wesley smiled.
“No!”
“Then why are you paying for money?”
“I…” The child was speechless for a moment.
Donner looked at Wesley’s remarks with the child with great enthusiasm, and was a little amused and persuaded through the window, “Forget it, it’s important to hurry up, maybe Mino and the others have arrived.”
Wesley shrugged and let goThe child then watched him run away cursingly, shook his head and said, “It’s all like you who are so arrogant and indulgent that they spoiled these little guys.”
“Why did you suddenly become so responsible?” Donner smiled.
Layla covered her mouth and chuckled. Combined with Wesley’s embarrassment just now, it was not difficult for her to understand why the young master asked this.
Wesley gave Donner a blank look, got in the car and closed the door, and called the coachman to continue on the way.
The carriage walked slowly along the banks of the Pol River. On one side of the window was the blue Pol River water, and on the other side, you could see the Phommon Palace from afar.
The new palace, which took more than three years to complete the local construction, is much simpler than it originally looked and more in line with Donner’s aesthetic – during the reconstruction of the palace, Lucia more or less listened to Donner’s opinions.
Although it is winter, as the New Year approaches, there are endless pedestrians and carriages on the road, and this unique carriage has attracted a lot of attention.