"To London."
"London?"
Thomson’s eyebrows slightly furrowed; was it really the sa destination as his trip?
But soon, his brows relaxed open.
It was probably just a coincidence.
After all, London is currently one of the most prosperous cities in the entire United Kingdom and even Europe, so outsiders naturally yearn for it.
Just like those in later years who drift to Beijing or Hu, ever since colonial trade began, a large number of people have been pouring into London every year.
Then he glanced at Xu Yun’s trench coat and skin tone, and guessed:
"Are you going to London for business?"
Xu Yun pretended to shake his head honestly:
"I am going to visit an elder at my parents’ behest, and incidentally, see if I can find a job in London, maybe even settle down there."
"You might not know, but I’m not the head son of my family, so I can’t inherit the family business; I can only go out and make a living..."
Thomson hesitated for a mont without showing it, glanced at Will beside him, and finally made up his mind:
"In that case, why don’t you travel with us for the next few days."
"After crossing the Whiteco Mountain ahead, we should arrive at a small town called Dunfermline in about three days, where we can part ways, is that alright?"
Three days.
This ti isn’t particularly long, but it certainly beats being driven off imdiately, so Xu Yun imdiately replied:
"No problem, thank you, Mr. Thomson."
anwhile.
Xu Yun’s right hand, bandaged from a wound, slightly tensed.
He noticed a word from Thomson’s mouth:
Dunfermline Town.
Dunfermline Town is the administrative center of the Dumfries and Galloway Region.
In later years, it belongs to one of the 32 primary administrative areas of Scotland.
It borders Scotland and England, with Cumbria County of England to the south, covering a vast area.
The reason Xu Yun rembered this town is because it has a statue of Jas Matthew Barrie, the author of the children’s novel Peter Pan.
Back when Xu Yun was studying abroad, he once took a train here with his girlfriend, flaunting their love in the town square.
Now, ti has passed.
The daughter of Xu Yun’s first love is already in her first year of middle school, yet Xu Yun remains single, which is quite a sad story.
As for another place, Whiteco Mountain...
Xu Yun wasn’t very familiar with it.
But its pronunciation carries a distinct Scottish accent, which, alongside Dunfermline Town, confirms their current location:
The junction of England and Scotland, in the northern midsection of the British Continent.
Therefore, Thomson and Will’s destination is either Edinburgh or Glasgow.
Moreover, when Thomson was applying bandages, Xu Yun, taking advantage of his position, cast a sidelong glance at the inside of the carriage.
Though he couldn’t see most of the items clearly, he did notice two bags of exposed potatoes and bread.
Xu Yun had seen bags of this size in the William residence in the 1665 dungeon, enough to feed two adults for about a week.
Accounting for so other undiscovered supplies, excluding water replenishnts, it could roughly last ten days or so.
Unless Thomson was a reincarnation of Li Changshou, deliberately preparing a heap of unnecessary food.
Otherwise, Liverpool and Manchester can basically be removed from the map.
Their destination could be as near as Birmingham, or as far as...
London!
And this behavior of preparing ten days’ worth of rations at once seems sowhat peculiar, as if they plan to avoid contact with the outside world.
Coupled with their actions with firearms and shovels...
It’s quite apparent.
These two must be carrying so special secret.
A legendary tale of revenge?
Or a journey through the martial world for descendants from aristocratic families?
Or perhaps two eloping lovers? — After all, this is the United Kingdom.
Subsequently, Xu Yun shook his head, bringing his thoughts back to reality, and asked Thomson:
"By the way, Mr. Thomson, I haven’t asked for your full na yet."
"After all, not knowing the na of the savior is quite impolite."
Thomson, who was calling for Will to chop wood at the mont, responded without lifting his head:
"Nothing special about my na, but if you must know..."
"I am William Thomson."
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