"Mr. Falke!"

Enley opened the window and shouted to Falke outside the car.

"Hmm?" Folkel stopped the reins and stopped the horse under his crotch. "Mr. Enley, what's wrong?"

"There are a large number of cavalry coming close to us in the rear." Enley said in a deep voice. "Judged by the sound of horse hooves, there are about 20 people."

"The sound of horse hooves?" Falke frowned.

Not only Falke, but all the caravans turned back and looked to the rear of the team.

"I didn't see anyone." said a caravan guy, "I didn't hear any horse hooves, Lord Knight, have you heard it wrong?"

"It's impossible to hear it wrong. I'm most familiar with the sound of horse hooves." Enley's expression became more and more serious. "The sound of horse hooves falling to the ground was very heavy, so the people riding on the horses were very heavy, so they must be cavalry teams in armor."

As soon as Enley finished speaking, sparse conversations sounded between the caravan’s men.

"Caval? Why do soldiers appear here?"

"Did you come here to combat the bandits?"

"But I haven't heard of any bandits nearby."

...

The caravan guys who were unknown were chatting without any tension.

Only Enli, Ilsa and Falke were heavy.

The reason why Falke looked heavy was because he was the only person in this caravan who knew Ilsa’s true identity and what Enli and Ilsa had experienced.

So like Enli and Ilsa, he knew that this cavalry team that suddenly appeared behind them should not be a good person.

"Mr. Enley." Falke asked Enley in a deep voice, "What should I do? Do I want to escape? Or do I need to hide?"

"You must be unable to escape," said Enley, "and you can only find a way to get away with it."

"I understand." Falke nodded, "Mr. Enley, you and Miss Lota are hiding in the carriage. I will find a way to deal with this cavalry."

"Yeah, I'm here to you."

After saying that, Enli closed the car window.

After closing the window, Enli immediately lowered his voice and said to Ilsa:

"Your Majesty, let's hide."

"Yeah." Ilsa nodded vigorously.

Enley pulled over a piece of canvas next to her, wrapped herself and Ilsa, disguised herself as cargo in the car.

While wrapping himself and Ilsa with canvas, Enli drew the knight's sword in advance.

He took a roll of bandage next to him and used the bandage to tie his right hand and the knight sword in his palm firmly together.

Looking at the blood-red knight sword in Enli's right hand, Ilsa couldn't help swallowing from her nervousness.

Then, holding hands together, praying that they could survive this sudden crisis peacefully later...

...

...

Not long after, as Enley said just now, a large amount of sand and dust suddenly rose on the horizon behind the caravan.

At the junction of sand and dust and the horizon, a large number of soldiers wearing black armor slowly emerged.

The leader is a bald head with a vicious face.

Strangely, there was a dirty homeless man in front of the bald saddle.

After Falke looked at the cavalry team behind him with a little nervous look, he raised his hand and signaled the caravan to stop.

"If this cavalry team asks us later, don't say anything." Falke said to his guys, "Leave everything to me, just keep silent."

This cavalry team led by this bald head came to Falke and the others in a blink of an eye.

After hearing the sound of horse hooves that were gradually approaching outside and finally stopped in front of them, Enli and Ilsa, who were hiding in the carriage, held their breath at the same time in a tacit understanding.

While holding his breath, Enley held his sword, which he had already held tighter.

The bald man did not say hello to Falk.

Instead, he grabbed the head of the homeless man who was placed in front of his saddle and lifted his head.

"Is it this caravan?" asked the bald man.

The homeless man glanced at Falk's business flag and nodded wildly:

"That's right! It's this caravan!"

After hearing the homeless man's words, Falke couldn't help frowning.

He said in his heart:

——This caravan? What does it mean...

Falke began to feel the ominous premonition in his heart becoming more and more intense...

"Yes." The bald nodded with satisfaction, "Very good, it seems that you didn't lie to me, you didn't show me the wrong way."

"Can you let me go?" The homeless man looked at the bald head with hope.

"That won't work." The bald man retorted without thinking, "You have to find the girl with silver hair to let you go."

After hearing the words "girl with silver hair" from the bald head, Enli, Ilsa and Falke's pupils shrank slightly.

The expressions on the faces of the rest of the caravan also became strange.

After hearing this desperate answer from the bald man's mouth, the homeless man lowered his head with a morose face.

The bald man didn't care about the homeless man anymore.

Instead, he cleared his throat and shouted loudly to Falk and others:

"Hey! Among you - who is the person who is the talk?"

"I am."

As soon as the bald man finished speaking, Falke responded loudly.

"I am the owner of this caravan, who are you?"

"You don't have to worry about who I am." The bald man said in a very rude tone, "You just need to answer my questions obediently."

"I heard that in your caravan, there is a little girl with silver hair, purple pupils and good temperament. Is it true?"

"Silver hair, purple pupils, little girl with good temperament?" Falke did not answer the bald question directly, "What are you looking for such a girl?"

"I don't know either." The bald man shrugged, "The chief asked us to come and find such girls, so we can only come and find them. We will take back any girls that meet these characteristics. As for whether these girls we brought back are dead or alive, I can't control them."

"Okay, it seems to be about irrelevant topics. Answer me quickly - do you have a little girl with silver hair, purple eyes and good temperament here?"

"There is no such girl you are talking about here." Falke replied in a deep voice.

"You are lying!"

As soon as Falke finished speaking, the homeless man placed horizontally in front of the bald saddle suddenly raised his head and roared at Falke:
Chapter completed!