CHAPTER 13: THE KILLER LEFT ON HOLIDAY

This outing was postponed 2 weeks later but we finally got going apart from food and some clothes in the suitcases on the horses we didn't really carry much; Is it good to be rich? In order not to attract attention, we finally disguised ourselves as master and servant ...

As for why I am not the master; the reality is sad but I can't speak, but let's forget this part, the point is that I'm finally on vacation after 15 years; There is no one here to look for my neck especially and number 2 is watching so I took a lot of liberties along the way.

But the road really couldn't run smoothly, just as you imagined when we just finished crossing the border we found the scene of the hero saving beauty.

The hero is naturally number 2.

While 2 young men calmly rode through the SHART desert; a tall one with gray hair and gray eyes and shiny black clothes with silver trim that looked like the dark knight that all princesses expect. The other was simply a silver-haired servant whose eyes cannot be seen through the hair itself; his visible features are not really paying attention.

At that moment the noise of hooves in the distance is heard and finally a carriage can be seen being chased by 4 warriors in uniform of the SHART empire.

As they approached the carriage window opened and perhaps the young girl saw the knight described in the fairy tales or perhaps not, but that did not stop him from screaming

"help"

At that moment the young man in black growled and said "noisy" and raising his hand the warriors of the empire exploded, at that moment number 2 called "number 3" which is naturally Francis, this coming out of the stupor went to the carriage and saw a Pretty beautiful young lady and the guard who was driving the carriage, finally turned around and shook her head for number 2.

This carriage, though ostentatious, had nothing of value; they probably ran off in a hurry.

What a shame, Francis sighed to himself, returning to the side of number 2.

"Wait" shouted a melodious voice and a beautiful lady with golden blonde hair and snow white skin.

"The hero, could you escort us back to the SHART empire?"

It can have severe finishes in the carriage naturally it is not a simple character, a simply ostentatious carriage had been reached a long time ago, but this one does not show the work it had inside.

"Good" said number 2.

By then the guard had already untied the horses and led them to the lady's side.

"My name is Lizethe Tyran, I wonder what the hero's name is" said the lady smiling

"Name .." murmured number 2

(I don't have a name, even in the palace no one would even call one for me, even ... I thought looking at number 3, I'm more like a shadow of that type; in the ancient language that would be)

"Xiren" said number 2 forcefully as he raised a smile to the young lady.

At that moment Francis realized that number 2's despair may be even greater than his own and while he laughed to himself he pretended to be a servant passing some provisions to the lady's guard with a smile.