Early in the morning, before Han Xia had time to find the guard friend to thank him, the “Young Master” had someone call him over.
He didn’t say much, just stood next to a carriage.
Han Xia saw that the “Young Master” even had the carriage ready, so he knew that he was going to take him to the train to Fangcheng Academy.
“Wait, I still have some luggage to take with me…” Han Xia said weakly.
“What luggage do you have?”
The “Master” frowned, then he remembered something: “Where is your cage?”
“In the house.”
“Go get it. I’ll give you ten minutes.”
“Ten minutes?”
Ten minutes is not enough!
“What? Do you have any objections?”
“Young Master” raised his eyebrows.
Han Xia hurriedly said that he didn’t dare, turned around and ran towards his room.
I have to say that human potential is really forced out.
For a road that would normally take 20 minutes to drive back even if one sprinted at full speed, Han Xia held a wooden bucket of water…and ended up running for 20 more minutes.
Reversal?
Miracle?
An explosion of the microcosm?
Han Xia also thought about it, but unfortunately, it was impossible.
Han Xia, who was just an ordinary person, finally ran for 30 minutes.
It took him 10 minutes to go there, and he was out of breath when he came back.
How could he have the energy to sprint again?
Not to mention that he was holding a wooden barrel, so he ran for 20 minutes on the way back.
Surprisingly, the “Young Master” did not make things difficult for him.
Perhaps he knew that running back and forth in ten minutes was an impossible task for Han Xia.
Or perhaps because Han Xia was about to be sent away, he did not want to bully him during this period of time.
The “Young Master” looked at the sweaty Han Xia and said nothing.
He just focused his attention on the wooden barrel that Han Xia was holding. “cage?”
“Yeah.”
Han Xia nodded and said awkwardly, “I couldn’t reach an agreement with her, so I filled the barrel with water and put her in. As long as she is kept locked up, she won’t be able to cause trouble again, and I won’t have to change my companion spirit.”
“Young Master” didn’t expect Han Xia to think of such an idea.
He was a little surprised, then he stood on tiptoe and patted Han Xia’s shoulder with satisfaction.
“Well done.”
This was the first time that the “Young Master” smiled in front of Han Xia.
Although it was fleeting, Han Xia still caught it.
“Ahem.”
The “Young Master” seemed to realize that his behavior was unusual, so he cleared his throat and returned to his cold, coffin-like face.
“From now on, you are called Kasha.”
The “young master” pursed his lips, frowned, and seemed to be reluctant to say it: “Kasha Nitat.”
“Kasha Nitat.”
This was the first time Han Xia knew the full name of the “Young Master”.
Before, he had only heard from other people that the “Young Master” was called Kasha, but no one had ever mentioned his surname.
Even when he went to take the entrance exam for the academy, only the two words “Kasha” were written on the registration form.
“Yes.”
Han Xia nodded quickly.
“This is a reward for you.”
The “Young Master” threw a purse to Han Xia as he did before.
The purse slid down and landed on the top of the barrel.
Then the “Young Master” was too lazy to talk to him anymore and turned around and walked towards the magnificent and ancient castle.
Han Xia got on the carriage.
The driver pulled the reins and sighed softly.
Then two tall horses started to move, carrying the quaint carriage engraved with golden tulip patterns away into the distance.
After leaving the castle, Han Xia felt like he had left a prison.
After being freed from the pressure brought by the “Young Master”, Han Xia developed a rare sense of transcendence called “freedom”.
Even the air he breathed seemed to be much fresher.
Han Xia looked at the wooden barrel.
Isn’t freedom what his companion spirit is pursuing? pity……Han Xia shook his head.
He did not release this time bomb because of the momentary softness in his heart.
The farther away from the castle, the more it felt like traveling from the ancient Middle Ages to the 22nd century.
Electric lights, LED billboards, and huge display screens were everywhere on the streets, and there were speeding cars on the road.
The carriage Han Xia was riding in seemed out of place with the surrounding environment.
The sound of horse hooves hitting the cement road made a crisp “clack!” sound, attracting the attention of passers-by.
Even after seeing the patterns on the carriage, those vehicles that were closer to the carriage moved to the sides.
It was the first time that Han Xia experienced this feeling.
——Sure enough, the voice of “Young Master” is very unusual.
This carriage was also very capable.
Its speed was not much slower than those of high-speed cars.
It was pulled by two horses and there were no vehicles blocking the way ahead.
So it galloped all the way at full speed and soon arrived at the high-speed railway station.
After the carriage stopped, the driver’s slightly hoarse voice sounded.
“Master, we’re here.”
“Master, are you referring to me…” Han Xia pointed at himself.
“Yes, sir.”
——It always feels weird to be called that.
Han Xia looked at the driver.
Generally speaking, the position of “driver” means the confidant of the master.
Being addressed as “young master” so respectfully by the other party, Han Xia felt a little overwhelmed.
He even wondered if this was some kind of evil way of playing a prank on him by the “young master”.
“You…you should just call me Han Xia.”
“Master Kasha, please don’t joke like this!”
Although the coachman is a white-haired old man, his aura is quite scary when he becomes serious.
Han Xia also remembered that after leaving the castle, he was no longer “Han Xia”, but a young man named “Kasha Nitat”.
However, this change of identity made him unable to react for a while, until the coachman called him again, Han Xia came to his senses.
“Ah, ah! Okay, I’m leaving!”
Han Xia…no, now I should call him Kasha.
Kasha got off the carriage with his luggage – a wooden barrel.
He didn’t bring anything with him on this trip, and he didn’t know what to bring.
He wanted to take some clothes, but the young master called him over early in the morning and only gave him ten minutes to go back and get the cage.
Kasha was afraid of making the “young master” angry, so how could he have the time to pack his luggage?
You know, the “young master” is a tyrant who stabs people with a dagger if he doesn’t agree with him!
Kasha’s hands are still hurting now.
However, to Kasha’s surprise, the coachman took down a suitcase from the side after he got off the carriage.
This suitcase has the same simple and quaint shape as the castle where the “young master” lives, and it also has the same golden tulip pattern as the one on the carriage, but it is obviously embroidered.
The stitches on it are fine and dense, and it feels very smooth.
It is obviously handmade, and it is different from those made on the assembly line.
I wonder which maid in the castle is so dexterous to embroider such a delicate pattern.
“What is this?”
Kasha looked at the driver.
“A gift prepared for you, young master.”
“Who prepared it?”
Kasha was a little surprised.
He originally thought that the “young master” gave him a bag of money so that he could buy daily necessities, but he didn’t expect that he had someone prepare the gift in advance.
“I.”
“Thank you, then.”
The driver nodded slightly and said, “Master, please take care of yourself. I will leave first.”
“Well, thank you for your hard work. Goodbye.”
Soon, the carriage disappeared from Kasha’s sight.
Kasha picked up the suitcase and turned to walk towards the high-speed railway station.