Chapter 146: Peaceful and Tranquil Westram
It was after two o'clock in the afternoon when Master Parker's motorcade entered the town of Westham.
The main street in the town was full of construction sites, and the convoy certainly couldn't take such a muddy and dusty road, so it had to take a detour from Martin Street.
Master Parker sat back in the carriage, raised the curtain, frowned, and looked at the outside warily.
The busiest time for the market on Martin Street is around three or five o'clock. At this moment, the street is rather deserted, with only the shops along the street open and the vegetable farmers who occupy the road for business still on their way into the town.
Because all the townspeople who can work are working on the main street in the town, there are few pedestrians on the street.
Under the shady eaves on the roadside, some elderly people were sitting on the steps or on small wooden stools they brought with them. They were not chatting, but just staring seriously at one or several areas in front of them.
These elderly people are certainly not enjoying the cool air, but are reserving stalls for vendors they are familiar with...If they can help occupy a better section of the road, they can get free crops from the vegetable farmers.
All in all, there didn't . Everything was so ordinary, natural, common, and peaceful... There was no "common" situation like what the civilian postman said, with undead everywhere.
"Could that brat dare to lie to me?" After walking half a street and seeing similar scenes, Master Parker became a little uneasy. "No... That brat really looks fearless, as if he is very familiar with those disgusting things..."
The friend sitting next to Master Parker sighed: "Parker, since we know that something is wrong with Westram, there is really no need for us to come in... Why bother with a civilian."
Master Parker pursed his lips and said nothing.
The commoner boy from Westham said to him in front of him that he was making a fuss even when he saw a ghost, and that the young and energetic Master Parker would definitely not do that.
Not only could he not retreat, he also yelled at the brat to make way, let the convoy get ahead of the post office carriage, and let the commoner boy have a good look at how the young master of the Odysseus family entered the town with dignity, bravery and fearlessness.
Of course, Master Parker couldn't admit to fighting with commoners. It was too embarrassing... So Master Parker had to be tough: "Don't think too much, Gray. Viscount Rex has a relationship with our family. If the lord here, Little Charlie, knew the relationship between his father and the Odysseus family, he might ask our family to help ease the relationship between them."
When the Odysseus family learned that their good-for-nothing nephew had become a hostage waiting to be redeemed... in addition to the sarcastic letter of notification from Adela III, they also received a letter from the new Lord of Westram, who called himself Charles Rex.
Just by looking at the name, the people of the Odysseus family knew that Charlie Rex was definitely not an heir valued by the family. The reason was simple: no nobleman with any dignity would give such a casual name to the heir of the family.
Even if he was to be called Charlie, it should be spelled as Charles, or he should have a middle name - for example, Master Parker's full name was Parker Chapman Odysseus, and the middle name Chapman came from the godfather who baptized Master Parker, a cardinal of the Church of the Gold Coin.
After investigation, it turned out that... this Charlie Rex was just the illegitimate son of Viscount Rex, who had a relationship with their family and was abandoned in his early years. The identity of his mother was not worth mentioning.
It was only on the premise that he believed he had found out Rex's "followers" that Count Odysseus agreed to let his willful younger son go on this trip... It was a matter that could be solved by giving some money and adjusting the relationship between the two families, so there was no need to send the more outstanding eldest son.
Master Parker's friend shrugged and spread his hands.
At this time, a young woman came out from the alley in front of the convoy.
As soon as Master Parker saw the woman, he muttered, "Why doesn't such an ugly woman stay at home? Isn't she afraid of scaring people by running out on the street?"
Gray, his good friend, looked at Parker with a smile: "It is not gentlemanly to discuss a lady's appearance in private."
"I'm not talking nonsense... Wow, this ugly girl actually has the courage to go with such a beautiful woman. Isn't she afraid of becoming a joke?" Master Parker stared out the car window and said loudly and rudely, not caring whether others could hear him or not.
Before the market started, Martin Street was still quite quiet. Two ladies who came out of the alley one after the other heard the rude criticism coming from the passing carriage. The beautiful lady walking behind was very unhappy and glared fiercely in the direction of the carriage.
Master Parker had probably . He couldn't help but whistle and loudly ordered the driver to slow down, while preparing to open the door and get out of the car to show off his charm.
At this moment... Master Parker, his friend Gray, the coachman of the carriage, and the servant who trotted up to open the door for the master, all saw at the same time - several undead souls came out of the alley where the two ladies had walked out.
These undead were all wearing strange fish-scale armor, carrying weapons, and... riding tricycles.
A steel-frame tricycle fully loaded with goods.
The entire convoy fell silent in an instant.
Master Parker, who had just left his seat, was frozen in place as if he had been petrified.
These undead spirits riding tricycles...seemed to be curious about the convoy appearing on the street.
They rode their tricycles out and parked them side by side on the roadside as instructed by the two ladies, and pointed at the nearby convoy unscrupulously, making strange "click, click" sounds.
"A new NPC?"
"It seems so. Is there so much plot in Westram? I just heard that the master of writing and painting has made a lot of money..."
"If there wasn't a monster spawning point in Westram, I would have stayed here and not moved..."
The experience of being openly watched and pointed at by the undead as if it were something special... must be very strange.
Master Parker lifted his butt from the seat and slowly sat back down.
The convoy that had just stopped continued to move forward steadily, calmly, naturally and composedly.
The undead did not pursue the convoy.
Master Parker suppressed his shock and turned his gaze to the rearview mirror.
In the rearview mirror, the two ladies with very different appearances were instructing the undead to move the goods down from the tricycle.
The undead were behaving very well. Although they would still look in the direction of the convoy, they were busy moving goods with their hands.
Master Parker gently exhaled the foul breath that he had been holding for a long time...
If I had known earlier, I would have whipped the postman as a punishment for disrespect. Why would I get angry with a civilian boy?
Friend Gray was also frightened and looked at Master Parker with a pale face.
"...Don't say any more. I know everything." Master Parker said with an equally pale face, "Go to the illegitimate son of the Rex family immediately and buy back that bastard. We will leave tonight."
His friend Gray held his chest and nodded... He was really afraid that Parker would be stubborn again and stay in this damn place for a few more days to prove his courage.
At the end of Martin Street, turn right and you will see the Town Hall.
The convoy stopped in front of the town hall gate, and dozens of people in the convoy secretly breathed a sigh of relief...it was finally over!
When the motorcade entered the town gate, they had already informed the security guards guarding the town gate of their intention. One of the security guards on duty immediately ran from the town avenue to the town hall to inform Rex. When the motorcade came around Martin Street, Rex was already waiting at the gate.
"Is this Mr. Parker Chapman Odysseus?" Master Parker got off the carriage, and Rex came to meet him and extended his hand in a friendly manner. "Good day, I am Rex."
"Good day, I'm Parker." Under normal circumstances, Master Parker would not be polite to a bastard, but now he just wanted to finish the job and leave. He didn't want to waste time at all, so he readily extended his hand and shook hands with Rex.
Then he felt calluses on his hands... calluses that were even more exaggerated than those of his family's knights.
Master Parker was stunned and couldn't help but look Rex up and down.
This illegitimate child...there's nothing wrong with his manners and demeanor, but he's just a bit too rough.
His skin was tanned like the southern Sokre people, his hair was short like the factory workers, and his shirt cuffs and collar were rolled up to his elbows with obvious sweat stains. Except for the fact that he was not wearing overalls, no one would doubt that he was a dock laborer.
The more Master Parker looked at this man, the more he felt it was disgusting to shake hands with this guy...
Pulling his hand back without leaving a trace, the young man put on a fake smile that seemed respectable but actually alienated: "Mr. Rex, I hope I can meet the useless son of our family as soon as possible. Can you meet this small request of mine?"
Charlie Rex knew with his knees that the young master of the Earl's family in front of him would not think highly of him. Anyway, he didn't care what this man's attitude was, as long as he could get the money... He immediately made a polite gesture of invitation: "Of course, please go in and rest for a while, Mr. Dart Odis will be here soon."
Master Parker nodded modestly and walked ahead naturally... This kind of treatment was a matter of course for him.
Walking into the courtyard of the town hall, Master Parker with a fake smile on his face could no longer maintain respect for everything in this rustic town, including the illegitimate lord - after all, it was the highest local governing body, and what a mess the town hall had been made into!
Not only was the entire atrium not beautiful at all, it was also as messy as a country market, with sacks piled up on one side, boxes all over the other, and even an open-air kitchen built in a thatched shed!
The most ridiculous thing is that in the center of the courtyard, which should have been used to display large art statues or at least have a fountain, there is only an earthen platform whose purpose is completely unknown!
Master Parker was so disgusted that he could hardly maintain the elegant fake smile he had practiced since childhood!
Just when Master Parker's face was about to turn stiff, the earthen platform that he despised the most suddenly emitted a strange white light.
Master Parker, his friend Gray, and the family knights who followed him closely, hadn't realized whether they were dazzled before they saw a skeleton wearing strange fish-scale armor rising straight up from the earthen platform in the white light...
Master Parker and his party were once again frozen as if the freeze button had been pressed.
"Sorry, I don't have time to introduce them... This is our Tarantan undead friend." Rex quickly took two steps to the left of Master Parker and said apologetically, "This platform is a facility used by our undead friends to travel between reality and the dimensional demon world. When they come to Westram, they will appear from here."
Master Parker put his raised foot down as naturally as he could, smiled reservedly at Rex and nodded, as if to politely thank him for his explanation.
When passing by the earthen platform, Master Parker gritted his teeth and forced himself not to take a detour, but walked along the edge with his head held high.
As for the newly emerged skeleton, Master Parker was remarkably resolute and managed not to look away - even though the undead bastard followed them for several steps rudely and tried to stop him and strike up a conversation, only to be stopped by Rex.
——The ghosts can understand the messy language of the dead! !
Master Parker, who tried hard not to show any sign of misconduct for the sake of his noble dignity, was invited into the mayor's office in the town hall building with an elegant fake smile.
"This is Ji Tang, the undead mayor of Westram." Rex spread his hands proudly and introduced a skeleton that came out from behind the desk to Master Parker. "Mayor Ji Tang is a very remarkable wise man. I have always been grateful for the honor of hiring such a wise governor."
Master Parker, with an elegant fake smile on his face, stared stiffly at the undead who walked up to him, bared two rows of big white teeth, and stretched out his bone claws...
