Fortunately, with his strong Spirit stat, Jon returned to rationality in time, allowing the transmigrator to regain dominance over his consciousness, and waved his hand to dispel these delusional thoughts.
Then, the master and servant prepared to return to the inn and end the hard work of the day.
After that, when they walked out of the brothel street, they saw that the sky had darkened unknowingly. The dark red sunset had already stretched and deformed all shadows.
In the next moment, Jon saw the red-haired girl who had made him lose face. She had locked the shop and was preparing to leave.
At the entrance of the shop, a light two-wheeled carriage was parked. Specifically, the carriage box could only accommodate one person standing; rather than a carriage, it was more like a chariot.
Then, Jon watched as this girl with a graceful figure, a beautiful face, and quite a business mind boarded the carriage and drove straight out of the city.
It wasn't until this moment that Jon finally couldn't help sighing softly, threw aside the thought of revenge just now, and was ready to pull the Bull back to the inn.
However, at this moment, the dog System's emotionless but always heart-stirring voice sounded again.
[Are you kidding?! You actually wimped out like this? You actually let her go like this? Follow her, you must follow her. At this time of dark moon and high wind...]
Hearing the System's prompt again, Jon's footsteps instantly changed direction, and then he followed.
Fortunately, he adjusted his decision in time; otherwise, god knows if that damn retarded System had already turned on One-Click Auto-Pilot.
Afterward, under the cover of night, the master and servant followed the slowly driving carriage through the entire street until they reached the main road outside the town.
At this time, the setting sun just now had long disappeared behind the mountains. Except for the lights in the direction of Tampa, the whole world only had scattered starlight to illuminate the road.
Looking at the pitch-black night, Jon felt a burst of uneasiness for no reason.
Before coming here, he had seriously put on armor and prepared weapons, just because he heard that the road from King's Landing to here was actually not very peaceful.
Not only did bandits often appear, but even wildlings occasionally popped out from the mountains.
And the current night happened to fit the activity habits of these people.
Just as this thought rose in Jon's mind, he saw a spark of fire suddenly appear in the distant sky, and then it cut through the night like a meteor, sticking straight onto the edge of the girl's carriage.
It wasn't until a "thud" sounded that Jon saw clearly that it was not a meteor, but a quietly burning fire arrow.
Judging from the distance it appeared, the owner who shot the fire arrow was obviously a sharpshooter; otherwise, it would be difficult to explain why the sharp arrow could accurately land in front of the girl.
At this moment, Jon, who was originally prepared to do something, immediately pulled the Bull to crouch down, ready to see where these "like-minded" people came from.
Soon, before the girl could turn the carriage around, seven or eight crooked figures sprang out from both ends of the road, and each of them held weapons of different lengths, obviously having ambushed for a long time.
"Miss Anya, we have been waiting for you for a long time~"
The greeting came from an ugly fat man licking a dagger. A centipede-like scar running through his bald head made his whole person look extremely ferocious.
Hearing the interceptor's opening remarks, Jon finally knew that the red-haired woman's name was Anya.
From the current situation, the woman obviously knew these interceptors.
Sure enough, before Jon could think further, Anya on the carriage had already jumped down, holding a crossbow in her hand. The bolt on it was reflecting a heart-palpitating cold light under the moonlight.
"Get lost! You shameless bastards, go back and tell your master that I will never sell the family property even if I die."
When saying this, the red-haired girl leveled the crossbow and aimed at the fat man leading them, obviously not intending to submit easily.
Seeing this scene, Jon was almost convinced by the girl's strength.
But opposite the girl, the bandits blocking the way showed no fear at all, especially the fat man who spoke, grinning threateningly.
"Forget it, Miss Anya. As long as you accept our conditions, nothing will happen today."
When saying this, a flash of greed crossed the fat man's face, and then he continued to threaten.
"Of course, you can also choose to shoot one of us to death. But the rest of the brothers can definitely enjoy your stubborn... how should I put it, beautiful body to their heart's content!"
Perhaps to prove his attitude, after licking his lips, the fat man advanced instead of retreating, taking a big step forward, obviously confident he had Anya cornered.
Seeing this scene, Jon naturally knew that what these desperadoes said was completely true.
Although the crossbow in the red-haired woman's hand looked relatively light, presumably she could shoot at most one sharp arrow before being torn to pieces by the desperadoes rushing up.
However, with a "bang," the crossbow bolt instantly pierced through the fat man's thigh. Before the gang of robbers could howl and rush forward, there was a click.
When Jon looked towards the girl, he saw another sharp bolt had already appeared on the crossbow.
Seeing this scene, even Jon felt somewhat unbelievable and subconsciously rubbed his eyes.
He never thought that in this world of Westeros, a repeating long-range weapon could appear.
However, the fact was just as he saw; this exquisitely crafted weapon beyond imagination was held in Anya's hand just like that.
At this moment, not only was Jon shocked, but even the thugs rushing up were scared witless.
Especially after seeing their leader's thigh pierced by an arrow, these guys who were fierce in appearance but weak inside immediately threw away the cloak of desperadoes and turned into hooligans who only knew how to bully the weak.
With the weakness of the situation, the hearts of these people, which were not very strong to begin with, became hesitant at this moment. No one was willing to step forward and become the second unlucky ghost.
However, just when Jon thought the girl had victory in hand, he saw a sharp arrow cut through the night sky again and land steadily one step away from the girl.
The flying arrow that appeared again was more of a warning than a threat.
But Miss Anya, who was in a state of high tension, didn't notice this point; instead, she fired the crossbow again.
As another robber fell, screams began to connect into one piece and resounded through the entire sky.
Just as Jon felt amazed, a meteor lit up again in the distant horizon, and then flashed away.
With a "bang," the ignited arrow pierced through the crossbow, causing Anya to stagger and fall to the ground.
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