Towards the Unbeatable

Act 352: Still on the Road, Be Patient

Moments while still on the way, Brock finally woke up from his sleep, right after the chatter of the three people sitting on the freight train with him.

"Huaah!" Brock without hesitation and seeing his surroundings stretch his body, he felt refreshed and relaxed after a short nap, but even so his sleepiness did not completely disappear on him.

"Hey, Brock, can you get your hands off my face?" Brock's large, stretched hand almost squeezed him even narrower, and certainly did not make him more comfortable to sit.

"Oh Vincent, are you finally back? You were wanted by Danny." Brock apparently did not know and heard anything during his peaceful sleep.

And Vincent was also not so willing to tell all that he had experienced to his friend, although it was his closest friend even though the reason was that he had already told this to Danny and Patricia if it had to be repeated twice, lazy also felt.

"Just relax, Danny found me." Vincent thinks everything is fine so his partner doesn't ask him so many questions.

Danny himself appreciates Vincent's decision not to tell Brock his experience, he instead thinks Vincent does not want to tell this because he does not want to make his closest friend worried.

The journey using the horse-drawn carriage continued, the four of them were still waiting for where the location they were going, and wherever the location was where they seemed to be training.

The uphill and rocky journey still continues, as if they were climbing a high hill, Danny himself does not know if it is true they will go there because he himself is not sure if he has to train up there.

Even Mr. Housen had to grip his horse rope tightly as they walked up to it, because if he lost control then his horse would have fallen and so would his chariot, and that was the thing he avoided on this trip.

Hearing testimony from Vincent before, it made Mr. Housen know more about what to do, because many unexpected things could have happened, he said, keeping secret what they are planning is the right thing.

"The young ones are the target of the demons now, I will go to a place where no one will be able to find us." And the old man's voice was heard aloud, his calm and friendly golden-yellow eyes began to turn a little more serious, and was determined to do his part well.

Kreeet.

The horse-powered chariot had reached the top of the hill they had climbed, and for a moment Danny thought it had arrived and there was no harm in getting down here.

"Have you arrived?" Danny saw how things were going outside after the many shocks that had happened on that train.

"Oh? You're not nauseous Vincent?" Brock was astonished how his friend was doing well after so many shocks that shaken the stomach, whereas previously he felt nauseous after riding this train as well.

"That's not something that bothers me too much, there's only one other thing that bothers me right now." Vincent tried to justify the position of his body squeezed by his friend, not much space left and justify the position is one thing that is not too useful to do.

Vincent could not understand why the big, muscular friend did not understand that he was squeezing someone right now, why could he let this be normal for him?

For sure he can only be patient in the face of this narrowness he is experiencing, not a big thing but somehow he does care also on his current comfort.

As Danny slowly pulled out his legs to jump off the freight train, curiosity continued to occupy him he wanted to see and feel the new fresh breeze now.

"Everything don't come down first!" mister Housen exclaimed abruptly from the direction of the steering wheel in front of them.

"What?" Danny hears the words of an order against his current wishes, and also he wonders why Mr Housen would not allow him to get off this freight train?

Though the fresh air in the middle of the day was very tempting to get out of this car, Danny wanted to feel directly in the vast hills they had reached, this, rasnaya the view from this plateau is a pity if missed.

Mr. Housen looked at the hilly area full of field, he could see how beautiful the scenery below was with the river flowing through the two different forest regions, he could see, likewise, the previous city they had visited can be seen half here, and the fact that the city is a small town can be clearly seen here.

His vigilance increased, that was the case with the old man at this time, he no longer wanted his journey with these young people to be interrupted because of anything else, he said, moreover, unbeknownst to him the devil suddenly appeared in the middle of his journey.

I suspect many demons appear because they are targeting someone who has holy power and that person is with me at this time.

It is not impossible that there are still others who are targeting this journey at this time, but since along the way uphill I do not feel the presence of anyone anymore.

But now whether or not the demons that are targeting us are not important anymore, I will move quickly now.

Mr. Housen said something about moving fast, which indeed he waited for these moments to do his act.

"Get a tight grip, we'll go to the real place, make sure you don't get your limbs out of the train!" And the warning continues from Mr. Housen that makes Danny more curious why the journey has not been completed, have they not reached the intended place, on this hill?

Danny scratched his head slowly not understanding what was happening, and he pulled back his legs that had been out half of it, and he pulled back, inevitably though confused he must still follow the orders of Mr. Housen regarding this matter.

Then he floated his eyes on his friends, not so there was something going on here, Patricia was half sleepy, Vincent was relaxing and actually his hands were sticking out, he seemed to do that because he could not stand the tightness of his seat, and again Brock was like he was going to say something to the friend next to him.

"Heh, Vincent, you didn't hear Mr. Housen's words, your right hand poked out and you kept looking out, just clear your seat!"

Vincent waved his hand without turning back the sign he had heard what his friend said, he was still staring out at this moment, taking a fresh breeze like him.

"When should I get stuck with him? Why is this journey not over?" muttered Vincent slowly, his sweat began to come back, the cool air he should be feeling at this time did not have much effect on him, he said, since then he continued to try not to be disturbed by the narrow seat, but in the end he was disturbed as well.