C285 I want to ride in a carriage!

In the wilderness, it was a quiet and peaceful night.

Dozens of horses were escorting a prisoner cart along the official road in an orderly manner. No one would have thought that under such circumstances, the prisoner in the carriage would have the guts to shout at the Minister of State, "Quickly stop the carriage for me!"

And it was with the tone of an order!

One by one