The night passed quickly.

When Sauron woke up and was about to take Vivian to buy a mount, he immediately found that there were many more guards in Amber City than before. Even the Ninth Corps, which had been stationed near the Black Pig Forest, was drawn back. This is the top corps in Amber City, with a total of 126 people, most of them were warriors with a profession level of 8 or above, as well as a small number of rangers, priests and barbarians. These are mid-level professionals, and any one can be pulled out to destroy a gang.

Among the 1,200 standing troops in Amber City, they are also one of the best elite corps!

"What's going on?"

Sauron reached out and picked up Vivian, looked at the crowd of people around him who were obviously panicked, and frowned, "Is something happening again?"

Just then.

Suddenly a dark boy waved his hand and shouted.

"Hello!"

Then, he quickly pushed the crowd away and ran to Sauron, panting, "I finally found you."

"Fortunately, I heard you say you wanted to buy a mount yesterday. I was guarding the Mule and Horse Market early in the morning. Otherwise, you might have missed it today."

"Don't ask for it first."

"Follow me and let me tell you in detail on the way!"

The young man Sauron in front of him looked quite familiar. After thinking about it for a moment, he remembered that he was one of the people he had seen in the caravan when he was looking for a caravan to go to Baima City. He seemed to be the servant of the caravan owner.

Why would he wait for himself here?

Don’t they have to wait until tomorrow to set out? Have they changed their minds?

"What's going on?"

Soren thought about it and asked, "Why are you waiting for us here?"

"The master is leaving."

The dark boy pushed away the crowd and said quickly: "I said my master was going to leave immediately this morning, and the manager was sent to sell the goods."

"Because the master still remembers the promise of taking you with him, I sent me to you early in the morning."

"Tell you that the caravan is about to set off at noon today!"

"Walk."

"It's right there!"

The dark-skinned boy took Soren and quickly arrived at the place near the north gate of Amber City. There were many people gathered there, and dozens of large cars were parked around. A team of fully armed guards were scattered around. They had been following the caravan for more than three months, all from the hometown of merchants. This was a standard caravan in the north, but one thing was special that their leader was a woman, a woman from Tanara.

——"Destination of the witch!"

Soren could hear some complaints from Northland merchants, which roughly meant that in such a hurry, he had not made any money he should have made, and he might even lose a lot of money.

but.

Although these merchants said this, they still ordered the guy to carry the goods down.

The Nordland Witch has a very high reputation!

In the eyes of the northerners, they are extremely noble, not only powerful and mysterious, but also have the ability to predict the future!

“It’s here.”

The dark boy stopped and gasped, saying, "The caravan will set off at noon today, I will take you here to find out the place first."

"It's still half a day before we leave."

"If you plan to join us, go and prepare things now."

"If you plan to wait until tomorrow to leave, then the master said you can go to the Frederi manager and he will refund you the deposit in advance."

Leave now?

When Soren heard this, he frowned slightly and said in his heart: "Did the witch also foresee that the skinning incident would escalate further?"

"But why is it in such a hurry?"

"It's just a day! Could it be that there will be any major changes within this day?"

"No matter that much."

"Anyway, be careful, just one day ahead of time."

Sauron nodded immediately, reached out to carry Vivian's petite body, and said in a deep voice: "I'll go back to get things now, and then come over to meet you at noon."

"good."

The dark boy nodded and said seriously: "Then you better come here early."

"The master always talks the same thing!"

"If you come late, the caravan will definitely not wait for you."

Soren responded, and walked towards the slums with Vivian on his back. It was still some time before noon, so it was still time to go back to get things, but there was no time to choose from buying a mount. Soren could only increase the price to about twenty Jindlers and buy a stronger travel horse from other mule and horse merchants.

The other side.

On a large carriage in the center of the caravan, a standard bearded businessman from northern China respectfully walked in, knelt on the ground and said, "Master."

"The goods have been taken away."

"But because time is too tight, the profit we make is less than 30% of the original one."

"At the same time, because we don't have enough time to purchase goods, we will lose more profits in our next stop."

"The merchants below all complained."

There is a gauze curtain arranged in the carriage, which looks very empty inside, and a table can be placed.

There are exquisite blankets and fabrics on all sides, and there are strange patterns on the walls. A beautiful woman can be seen vaguely on the opposite side. She is lying lazily on the couch, with a thin veil on her face and her blue eyes staring at her eyes. It is a card pinched by her fingers, and a mysterious magic pattern like a vortex can be seen on the back.

"I smelled the breath of death."

The mysterious woman threw away the card, picked up a deck of tarot cards and drew one. The card was covered with a hideous skeleton knight, and said coldly: "If anyone plans to stay, they can leave the caravan on their own."

"otherwise."

"Just let them shut up!"

The bearded businessman nodded when he heard this, and he climbed up from the floor and said respectfully: "I will tell them your will."

A tired sigh.

The mysterious woman lazily lay on the long table, holding her head with one hand and pondered, waved her hand casually, "Go down."

"Tell them not to stay."

"After leaving, walk to the moon and the middle of the sky, and then find a place with water to camp."

A respectful response came from outside. The bearded merchant passed the original words to the leader of the caravan guards. Then the other party nodded seriously and began to order other guards to prepare things. If they didn't stop on the road, everyone must bring dry food. This situation is rare, because the caravans usually walk for a while and then take a rest.

If you keep walking, you won’t be able to stand the ox and horse that drive the cart!

The next day they will become tired, and they may even be exhausted. This kind of command will only be issued to them in extremely special circumstances.

It is not a simple matter to walk from noon to the moon in the middle of the sky, without stopping for twelve hours.

……………………

Sauron immediately returned to the slums.

After packing up his things, he took Vivian to the Mule and Horse Market, preparing to buy a travel horse at a price of 30% higher.

He originally planned to go to the Temple of Morning Light this afternoon to say goodbye to the priest girl, but the incident happened so suddenly that he had no time to care about so much.

I just hope they will meet again in the future!

From organizing things to buying a travel horse, Sauron was very tight, and it could be said that he arrived just before the caravan set off at noon.

A bearded caravan manager explained to him a few words, and then ordered the others to set off.

His explanation was very simple. The caravan would rush to the road today and not stop until the moon and middle heaven. So if they couldn't keep up, they would arrange for them to find a big cart to sit. Now many of the goods on it are cheap. Even when they left, a merchant from the North complained that he had already lowered the price and only collected two-thirds of the goods.

If you leave so quickly, you won’t be able to receive one-third of the next!

No one paid attention to him.

When the time came, the entire caravan started to operate quickly, and the guys climbed onto the cart and began to drive the cattle and horses forward.

The caravan guards have begun to raid their horses to explore the way.

Their job is not simply following the caravan. Only experienced and experienced people among the adventurers can be competent for caravan guards, because they act as scouts to some extent when traveling outdoors. Are there any monster activities nearby, will they encounter dangers, do you need to divert the way, or even whether the road conditions are good, whether you can pass the cart in front, whether you should arrange a staff to clear the road in advance, fill some road pits that affect the cart passing, etc.

These things need to be done by caravan guards!

He simply followed the caravan and pulled out his knife to chop people when the enemy sieges.

That is the plot in the story of the third-rate anecdotes.

It is purely to set off the protagonists who want to show off their skills that the caravan guards are so unbearable!

Walking in the dangerous wilderness all year round.

Even an idiot, as long as he survives, he will train to become a good player!

The profession level of these caravan guards is not low.

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Chapter completed!