Chapter 83 (1/2)

Chapter 83 The Northern Coachman

Winter was the time of no harvest for most people of the North, especially near the Herht endless wind and snow but further” White, Winterdifferent Every winter, the Church’s envoy would come to his door to let hido orphans with his carriage and bring them to the old Holy City

For hiood deal since he would almost earn twenty silver royals for each trip to the border What was even better was that he could also accuood work It was almost the end of this year’s Months of the Demons, so this turn should be the last run of this season

“Your honor, please go back to the carriage and stay inside Outside, it will still snow for a long time, so you don’t need to eat the wind and drink the snow every day like I do you aren’t allowed to freeze”

“This is nothing,” the Church’s ulp out of his jug before continuing, “In the new Holy City it can be much colder than it is here At the plateau, leather clothes and armor aren’t able to stop the cold If you are there, the cold will co and drill into every part of your body Without the usage of cold pills, no ordinary people can survive at that place

“What you said should be right,” White nodded, he hadn’t been to the new Holy City, and he also didn’t plan to go there Since only the cold and the deo there? However, as an experienced coachman, it was easy for him to find another topic to speak about, a subject that would be preferred by the envoy “Your gloves should be made from the leather of the wolves native to the west border of the Kingdoht?”

“Oh? You can see that?”

“Hey,this work for thirty years,” White proudly said, “first for the baron, then for the countess, and later even for the Wolfsheart Kingdom’s little princess If it were not for the accident when I brokefor the count’s house They had nothing besides plenty of gold royals and paid excellently for Graycastles’s fur and silverware, jewelry frodom of Eternal Winter, and the fjord’s handicrafts They deh”

“So,” the Ain of your nickname? In what kind of accident were you involved in?”

“Well, it was a refugee riot The group of thugs didn’t stop for anything as long as they could get so to eat froround, “When they surrounded the carriage, I had no other choice than to urge the horse to run if I wanted to save the countess But, it got frightened, threw e

“So you broke your leg?” the Ambassador curiously asked, “but what happened to the countess?”

“She got away since there were e, so she got soht bruises,” White barked, “She just crawled out of the carriage and left ed ainst the brass stick that showed from underhis cut-off trousers” However, the count’s house threw me out on the pretext that I could not drive anymore, those damn aristocrats!”

“What a pity,” the Ambassador paused, “but God did not abandon you, now you are driving for the Church”

“Yes sir” Answered White, but inside, he thought, No If God were merciful, he wouldn’t let me do this Instead, he would have saved me when I needed him the most

At this irl could be heard “We need a little pause”

Hearing this, White pulled at the reins so that the two horses gradually stopped At the e had stopped, the ambassador jumped down and went to its back Soon, a whip crack could be heard froe

Poor child, thought White as he sighed, you have to endure it, this is your savior If it weren’t for the Church’s envoy who always supported h the winter, I would only be an unattended corpse at the side of the road

Soon, the ambassador came back, climbed up, and sat beside White and only commanded, “Go”