Anthony's granddaughter almost had an accident at the Fujisawa Inn; he no longer had the mood to stay in such an ominous place.
At the crack of dawn the next day, Anthony hurriedly commanded his convoy to leave Fujisawa Inn and resume the journey to relocate to Edo.
Anthony's convoy was not particularly large in scale.
The total number of carriages, both for passengers and luggage transport, was merely eight.
The carriages lined up in a long column, advancing along the flat roads of the Tokaido.
Led by Oomura, thirty-six guards spread out, encircling the convoy from all directions.
Except for Oomura, the other guards were not qualified to ride horses, so they had no choice but to escort the carriages on foot, and the convoy had to match the guards' pace, moving along almost as slowly as if they were walking.
At this moment, inside one of the carriages—
"It's worthy of a wealthy family's carriage," Aoto quipped to himself, "there's not a hint of bumpiness when you sit in it."
