"Miss Winnie! The broth is ready, do you need a bowl?"

In the quiet forest covered with snow, mercenaries who were familiar with camping in the wild cleared out a clean open space, lit a bonfire with pine branches, set up a dark pot, poured in snow into boiling water, cut pieces of dried meat and threw it away, sprinkled with fine salt and seasoning, a simple but warm body broth was ready.

Oden was holding a hard black bread in his hand, chewing hot soup and chewing the bread. He slowly walked towards the carriage and shouted loudly, but his eyes glanced around from time to time. This was a habit developed as a mercenary, and he would not relax his vigilance even in his diet.

The small door of the carriage carriage opened, and Winnie rubbed her sleepy eyes and yawned in her mouth, showing a look of just waking up.

"Broth soup? Thank you! Please give me a bowl."

Walking off the carriage and wrapped in a thick coat, Winnie shivered, obviously not adapting to the temperature inside and outside the carriage for a while.

Stepping on the cold ground, Winnie quickly walked towards the burning bonfire. After feeling the scorching breath of the bonfire coming towards her, drinking the hot broth, the chill in her body instantly dispelled.

"Miss Winnie, do you want some bread?"

Looking at Winnie's cute and silly appearance drinking soup, the mercenary beside her shook and smiled at her with a piece of black bread in her hand.

"Gu... I'll just not need it, my teeth may not be able to bite it." Winnie said with her eyebrows frowned and her lips pouted.

"Ha ha……"

The mercenaries around him burst into laughter when they heard this. Although they still had barriers and strangeness in their relationships with Winnie these days, this did not prevent them from knowing that the girl in front of them was actually a simple child. Of course, this was just an external impression, and they were not interested in exploring the actual situation.

"Captain Oden, how many days are we still from Cantland now?"

Chewing the cooked pieces of meat in small mouth, Winnie asked vaguely at Oden, who was standing still not far away.

"If we were not obstructed by wind and snow on the way, we would probably reach Cantland in three days." Oden said with a hard bite of the hard black bread in his hand.

"Three days left..."

Winnie sighed softly and stopped talking. It took them almost seven days until now that Ebranro left. The difficulties of the carriage driving in the snow and the occasional wind and snow became obstacles to delay their journey.

I don’t know how Pandelia is in Ebranro now, and I don’t know what Shalan is in Cantland. Even if she is anxious, she cannot change the reality in front of her, so Winnie can only calm down and wait for the end of the journey to come with peace of mind.

"Miss Winnie, can I forgive me for asking you a question?"

Perhaps feeling the atmosphere was a little calm, Oden drank the broth in the bowl and wiped his mouth and looked back at Winnie.

"What's the problem?" Winnie seemed to care.

"Why are you rushing to Cantland in such a hurry? Did you have an accident with your important relatives and friends there? Of course, Miss, you have the right not to answer my question."

Auden guessed casually that although the words were unlucky, he was just telling the truth.

"Captain, you only guessed half of it." Winnie smiled after putting down the wooden bowl serving the soup for a while.

"Half?" Auden said in a little puzzled manner.

"Yes, I do have an important person who has an accident in Cantland. But this accident is not just about him." Winnie whispered.

"That's what you are included?" Oden said.

"Of course, otherwise I wouldn't have asked to leave Ebranro overnight in employment." Winnie said without any concealment.

"It seems to be a very tricky accident," Oden thoughtfully.

"And it's very dangerous. I believe Captain Oden will definitely not want to know." Winnie said with a smile at Oden.

"I am just a mercenary. The mercenary's duty is to complete the employer's entrustment. Apart from that, nothing else is within our concern." Oden said.

"What if you hire you to help again?" said Winnie.

“We will decide whether to accept it after considering the level of risk of employment.” Oden said.

"What if the reward for entrusting is beyond your imagination?" Winnie chuckled.

Oden's expression darkened, his eyes staring at the girl who looked simple in front of him. After a long time, he said, "Although I am the leader of this short sword mercenary group, I need to consider the opinions of all the members when facing certain commissions."

"In the future, you will have the opportunity to understand the great temptation behind this commission."

After saying that, Winnie stood up, stretched out her stiff body, smiled and thanked the mercenaries around her for the meat soup treat, and then walked towards the carriage.

"Captain, why are you so interested in this little girl? Is it because you fall in love with her?"

After Winnie disappeared from her sight and returned to the carriage, the mercenary next to her suddenly approached Oden and laughed.

"Del, you should know that I am not like this." Oden said with his hands crossed, and his expression showed a faint thought.

"Oden, what are you worried about?" the mercenary named Dele put away his slutty smile.

"I don't know, but my intuition tells me that something will happen after the commission is completed, and it's quite a bit bad." Oden said in a deep voice.

"You are about to reach the threshold of the superior realm?" Dele said with a calm expression.

"Touching is one thing, and walking over is another. At least now I can't really cross that threshold." Oden said expressionlessly. "I have a vague feeling that the opportunity for promotion may be on that little girl."

"That's why you're particularly interested in her?" Dele said.

"I'm just interested in the people she's rushing to Cantland for searching for," Oden said.

"Oh?" Dele spoke out in confusion.

"I'm not a prophet, so I can't foresee the future. Maybe when we arrive in Cantland, we will know the answers to everything. We will definitely meet her in the future."

...

The blizzard stopped.

At midnight, Xia Lan stood in front of the window and looked at the dark night sky. The howling cold wind was still cold, but there were no snowflakes outside the window.

"How is your body recovering?"

At this time, a majestic and low voice came from behind him.

"It's basically OK."

Xia Lan reached out and pressed her hand on her chest that had once caused him pain.

"I got the latest secret report, and Bukins hasn't appeared in Viscount Frant's camp for several days."

"He's here?" Xia Lan asked with her head turned around.

"Maybe he is right now by our side, we don't know." Earl Heather sipped the hot tea ceremony in his cup on a chair near the fireplace.

"Faced with patient and cunning prey, you always have to pay a price to take risks and lure it out." Xia Lan said softly.

“The trap is ready.”

"Let's wait and see."

The second day.
Chapter completed!