Firearms in a Fantasy World

Chapter 137: Magic 1

Translator: Cinder Translations

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"Achoo!"

Paul, sitting on horseback, sneezed. He took out a handkerchief to wipe his nose and tightly wrapped his clothes around himself.

After entering November, the weather became colder and colder.

"After the shipyard builds another batch of ships, I must open a special inland waterway for passengers, called 'Public Transport Ships.'"

"Let these ships run back and forth along the Wes Lake. Everyone can board for just one or two copper coins, stay onboard until they reach their destination, and then disembark."

"On days like today, there's no need to brave the cold wind outside. You can have a small stove in the cabin, enjoy the scenery on both sides while warming yourself by the fire. How wonderful."

Paul enthusiastically explained his ideas to the people around him.

"Your idea is fantastic!"

Victor, serving as the Captain of the Guards, timely offered some flattery.

Paul glanced at his advisor Ladia beside him. Feeling somewhat disappointed, it seemed she hadn't been listening to him just now and still appeared vigilant, occasionally looking around with a cautious gaze.

He made a helpless gesture to Victor, "Ah~~ She's been like this since we left the town this morning."

Victor scratched his head, "Uh... I think Miss Ladia's high vigilance is justified. Although it's a bit unusual for a young lady to show such caution."

After deciding to make a trip to Port Frand, Paul's advisor volunteered to accompany him. At first, Paul thought she wanted to go out and relax, but her reason left him feeling incredibly baffled:

"My Lord Earl, I divined for you, and it seems that you may encounter some unfavorable events on your journey! Of course, this is only a possibility, but it's better to be cautious. Please allow me to accompany you. Some skills I learned as an adventurer should be useful to you."

Divination? Was she joking? As a scholar, she actually believed in this stuff. However, seeing her genuine concern for his safety, Paul granted her request to come along.

"Why didn't you just stop me from going on this trip then?"

"The divination results indicated that even if you stayed in the town, you wouldn't escape this misfortune."

"Uh... okay."

So Ladia dressed in her old adventurer's attire, even carrying the bow and arrows that had once killed a black-spotted tiger, and set off with him.

The advisor strongly suggested bringing more guards. Paul agreed and brought two full squads of interior guards, commanded by Captain Victor, on their way to Port Frand.

Paul sighed inwardly at what a superstitious age this was, where even someone like Ladia, a scholar, couldn't avoid such superstitions. Just then, he heard the advisor shout loudly, "Hold on! There's trouble ahead!"

Startled, everyone halted their reins, and the entire procession stopped.

The advisor pointed ahead with her finger, and everyone followed her gaze. About 500 meters away, indeed, there was a person walking towards them along the road.

Paul complained, "Hey hey, are you being overly sensitive? That might just be an ordinary passerby."

"I've been watching that person for ten minutes. I have a feeling that they mean us harm. My Lord Earl, please trust my intuition. It has always been accurate."