บท 108: Chapter 108 Listen to Others Talk about His Own Funeral

Wharton's handsome face, gentle smile, and polite behavior, all made it impossible for the leader of the caravan to refuse his request!

What's more, he was a mage!

It was an honor for the businessmen to take him a ride.

"Distinguished Mr. Mage, our caravan happened to be one man on one horse, and there were no extra horses. If you don't mind, you can ride on the same horse with me."

The leader of the caravan answered friendly.

Of course, Wharton wouldn't mind it.

If they were born and raised in this world, maybe they would. But after all, Wharton had the free soul of the modern United States in his previous life, so he didn't pay much attention to many aristocratic etiquettes.

So, Wharton mounted the horse. And they arrived at Duroc City at about 8:40.

It was not allowed to ride in Duroc City. At most, it was a slow carriage. Even royal members had to get a special permit before they could ride in the city.