C865 Blocking Dog(1)

The person in front of me gave me a familiar feeling. He was clearly an enemy, not a friend.

The person in the carriage was either a woman or an injured person, and there was no way for me to choose between the two. I could only dismount from my horse and walk to the center of the Road, where the unknown man in front of me could fight against him.

When I arrived in front of the man