"Sir, it's raining too much. Let's take shelter in the village next to you before leaving." The coachman wiped the rain on his face and said loudly: "The weather is too bad, and the road conditions are also very unfavorable to move forward."

Under the influence of heavy rain, the speed of the carriage has dropped sharply, and it is not much faster than walking.

"No, I must arrive in Venice today, and I cannot delay for a moment. If you try your best to travel, I will give you the highest reward." The voice came from the carriage, and Rambo sat in the car and protected the bookcase with his body.

A day after leaving Vienna, Rambo had arrived at a village near the water city of Venice, which was less than twenty miles away from Venice.

The coachman also wanted to persuade the persistent passenger. He looked at the rain clouds in front of him and frowned: "But the rain in Venice often lasts for a long time. If we move forward, we will face heavy rain."

"Yes, I know this, and that's why I have to move on, and I have no time to delay." Rambo also shouted loudly, with an unquestionable tone.

The coachman sighed and had to continue raising his whip and shouted, "Go, drive!"

Under the beating of the coachman, the horse ran hard again. The four hooves stepped on the mud puddle and made a semicircular mark. The four-wheeled carriage rushed in to the heavy rain ahead.

Two hours later, the black clouds shrouded over Venice finally slowly dissipated. The raindrops also changed from large to small until they turned into raindrops and were blown away in the air by the wind.

A ray of sunshine fell on the white eaves, and the water splashed with bright sunshine. The rain gathered in the canals on both sides of the street, and it flowed into the river in the middle with a gentle sound.

The "water city" Venice has the most water and the most complete drainage system. Rainwater flows through Venice City is like flowing through bluestone, washing the entire city cleanly without any accumulation of water.

The four-wheeled carriage finally walked into the city with mud marks. The horse's belly was covered with mud and water. The lower half of the carriage was wrapped in mud, and even the original color could not be seen.

"Thank you, sir, you are such a brave coachman." Rambo walked out of the car with a bookcase, handed him a Kild gold coin with gratitude and said, "This is what you deserve."

"I'm glad to serve you. You are such a persistent warrior, noble Knight." The coachman bowed to Rambo, and then drove his carriage away. He also wanted to find a place to clean the carriage well.

Lambo walked two steps towards him and soon saw a "Gondola" docked on the shore. This was a small boat of seven or eight meters long. The boat was crescent-shaped as a whole, with slightly narrow sides, and very flexible movement.

In Venice, this kind of dinghy is equivalent to a taxi in the city, and can carry you anywhere in the city.

"Sir, please take me to the Port of Venice." Lambo walked quickly to the side of the gondola boat and said to the person sitting on the boat.

The man didn't say much, but waved his hand and signaled him to get on the boat. Rambo walked onto the boat, and the crescent-shaped boat was like a clever water snake, slid lightly on the water surface and slid forward.

Behind him, just where Rambo sat on Gondola, three figures appeared in the shadow of the street corner.

"Is it him? Are you sure he is very rich?" One suddenly spoke, the man was hiding in the shadow, and his voice revealed a sinister smell.

"Yes, it's him. He came to Venice so anxiously, and must be a merchant who was about to go out on a boat. Looking at the box he was protecting very carefully, I guess it was full of Kild gold coins." Another voice sounded. If Rambo was here at this moment, he would be surprised to recognize him. This was the coachman who brought him to Venice.

At this moment, the coachman completely lost his previous kind look. The expression on his face was completely replaced by hideousness, and there was a touch of unconcealed greed deep in his eyes.

The man in the shadow took a step forward, and the sunlight shone on his face, illuminating a sharp triangular eye, with a fierce look like a wolf hidden in his brown pupils.

"But, didn't you say he was a knight? A knight is hard to deal with, and they are all poor." Triangle Eye was still suspicious of the coachman's words. What they needed most in their business was to be cautious.

The coachman held the corner of his mouth and sneered, "Hmph, as you said, the knights are all poor, and they want to break apart a gold coin to use it as two. But this guy actually gave me a Kielder gold coin for the money from a train. From this we can see that he is not poor. I guess he should be a businessman dressed as a knight, and people like them are just like this."

After hearing the coachman's inference, Triangle Eye finally stopped talking. They nodded at the coachman and walked back.

The coachman turned around, looked at the direction of Rambo's advance, and said coldly: "Hmph, this is not my fault. If you want to blame, you should blame yourself for being too rich."

Rambo would never have thought that the momentary kindness would bring him a lot of trouble.

The gondola boat carried Lambo down the river and soon entered a calm bay. The bay was surrounded by large cargo holds, and some ship companies had signs.

"This is Venice Water Port, and those are ship companies. Which ship company do you want to go to?" The old boatman pointed around and signaled Rambo to make a choice.

Lambori thought about it and asked, "Which company has the fastest ship to Messina, just take me to that one. I need to arrive at Messina as soon as possible."

When the old boatman heard Rambo's words, he stretched out the pole and the boat quickly rowed to the left.

"Since that's the case, then you can choose Venice General Aviation Company. Their Long Whale is about to head to Malaga in the Mediterranean, and will stop in Messina on the way. I hope you can leave a cabin for you." The old boatman casually introduced that he was obviously very familiar with the situation of this harbor.

Lambo nodded happily. The journey was so smooth that he was very lucky to arrive.

Gondola was docked on the steps in front of Venice General Company, and Rambo paid the fare and walked inside with the box.

The Venetian General Navigation Company was crowded with passengers carrying large and small bags, rushing towards the boarding port of the Chang Whale. While saying sorry, Lambo pushed everyone away and finally squeezed to the company's service desk.

"Hello Miss, do you have any cabins on the Chang Whale? I want a ticket to Messina." Rambo leaned against the service desk and asked anxiously.

"Some sirs, there is also a ticket for third-class class."
Chapter completed!