The problem of the date palm town is solved.

After this, the townspeople hold a grand feast to entertain the heroes who saved the town - no doubt Pastor Seris and the three members of the squad. The wine and spices are served without hesitation, and the whole town participates in the revelry – a carnival that doesn't seem to be very common here, and the whole town is filled with cheerful air.

The feast lasted all afternoon, and in the evening Pastor Seris gave a sermon in the square. There was no pomp and circumstance at the preaching in Kasbah, and even the preacher was dressed in a rough robe, but everyone listened attentively to Pastor Seris's preaching. Priest Seris told them about the activities of God and Norfin in the Genesis Element, the history of the birth and development of dragons, orcs, elves, humans and other intelligent races, and the First Pan-Continental War that had been raging intermittently for a thousand years, and that thousand years were later called the Age of Chaos.

It is worth mentioning that Pastor Seris did not use more canonical, sacred epic passages and beautiful chants in his sermons, but used a plain, story-telling method to tell the story of those major events in history. Undoubtedly, this is convenient for most of the townspeople who do not have a high level of education. At the very least, they really listened carefully.

The three members of the mercenary squad sat in the back row, and the physical fitness of the professionals allowed them to hear every word the priest said without difficulty.

"It seems that Pastor Seris's sermon is also providing basic education for the townspeople here. "It's admirable, but it's probably ineffective—it took centuries for the empire to make basic education universal, and there are now poor city-states that don't have enough schools." ”

"And Pastor Ceris wants to bring about change in all the settlements of the Great Plains—and Pastor Ceris is alone, and the process will take no telling how long it will take. Satya looked at Pastor Seris from afar, her expression complicated.

"You can't rely on the priest alone, but the Great Plains is a special place...... Del Kora pinched his chin, "Humans and orcs alike see this as a sacred place for the birth of races, and Yadu and the Federation of Races see this as a buffer zone between them. In the post-war agreement at the end of World War II, the three countries agreed that neither of them would exercise sovereignty over the land...... The Holy See should also take into account the opinions of the three governments and cannot directly intervene here. ”

"The pastor doesn't want outside factors to disrupt the normal trajectory of development here. We should respect his wishes. Assas stood up with his sword, "Seriously, he's a man to admire. ”

"Yes, it is worthy of admiration. ”

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Accepting the thank-you gifts from the townspeople—mainly some spices and specialty fruit wine and food—the mercenary team bid farewell to the town and continued in the direction of Randmont in the north.

In fact, if they were willing to use their fastest speed, Delcora and Satya could actually reach that bustling city in ten days, but unfortunately Assas couldn't do it, his strength was not enough to support it to learn those advanced acceleration skills, and in fact, even if he learned it, it would be impossible to compete with the magicians who manipulated the elements and the assassins who manipulated the shadows, plus the three of them didn't really care too much about the time of this journey- Reims starts from September to October, and now it's only June, so they have three months to continue their journey. Obviously, they didn't want to spend too much time in Landmund.

Because once they get to Randmund, they may have to face a very terrifying being for them.

"It's a pity that there are no mercenary taverns in these small towns of the Great Plains, and no one can rate our mission, otherwise, although the mission of Date Town is just an errand, it also saves a small town, which should be enough for us to become the entire team and promote the Black Iron level - hey, Satya, did you issue your own mercenary certificate before leaving Yadu?"

Delkora asked suddenly with a sudden turn.

"Of course, I had long guessed that you would take Asshas as a mercenary - I also went on some missions during your stay in Solves. Satya pulled out her mercenary emblem—a small iron badge with a blood-stained dagger engraved on it—"I'm already a Black Iron Mercenary." ”

"Oh...... This...... It's hard to accept. Delcora pulled out his wooden mercenary badge, "It must be that the boss saw my young age and deliberately didn't give me a perfect enough task......

"Hey, Del Kora, the assignment is self-picked, not the boss's business. Assas glanced back at him, "It's just that as a trainee magician, there are a lot of tasks you can't take on. ”

"Well, my bad. Del Cola shrugged, "But think about dear Mr. Barlow...... I don't want too many people to be as surprised as he is, it's too conspicuous. This time we're stealth. ”

"But you know that your actions are not secretive at all. Satya said.

"But we still have to maintain our stealth – high-level attention and low-level camouflage don't really conflict, because we're dealing with completely different people. ”

"But in this empty plain, do you still have to disguise?"

"Always pay attention to the details – and there will be a lot of settlements along the way. ”

The Great Plains is vast, and even if you exclude the part of the east and west sides that have been sworn by the two countries, the remaining area is hundreds of thousands of square kilometers - this part is a reluctant oval structure, and the distance between east and west is really not long compared to the north-south distance, and even if the current team wants to cross the border and enter the racial federation, it will take much less time than going north to Landmund.

In fact, a normal team of mercenaries would not be able to maintain their speed. Any mercenary team above the Black Iron level will have as many professionals as possible in the team: mages for output, priests for healing, rangers for reconnaissance, pathfinding and traps, assassins for stealth, decapitation and stealth operations, and warriors and knights for secondary output and meat shields to protect vulnerable ranged professionals - a normal Bronze-level mercenary team usually has more than fifty members, and melee professionals make up more than two-thirds of the total number of the team. The magician and the priest are the most valuable beings in the team, and their mental power must be kept in perfect condition at all times to deal with attacks that may come at any time, so asking the magician to add feathering techniques and lightening techniques to the whole team will never do this.

While speed is important, few people trade their lives for speed.

As mentioned earlier, among mid-to-low-level assassins, the shadow space is not a particularly easy skill to master, and the space ring is a rare valuables (a slightly better quality space ring is enough for a mercenary to buy a small manor in the countryside), and the internal space is still very small, so as long as the size of a mercenary team exceeds five people, the large amount of materials that need to be carried becomes a problem. Some large mercenary groups have their own domesticated monsters pulling carts, and these monsters travel no slower than their peers, while some small, poor mercenary teams have to make their own backpacks, which and heavy weapons (mages don't do knapsacks, their supplies will be distributed to other team members, but most poor squads will not have the mage class) will limit their speed to a greater extent. As a result, it is even less likely that they will be able to get up quickly.

So the speed at which this squad travels is a monster in the eyes of the other mercenaries (if any other mercenaries notice them...... And this is actually the result of their deliberate "slowing down".

"Ah...... How could it be so boring......"

The vast, unchanging landscape, with all but grass and low bushes, would have almost thought Del Cora had been spinning in place if it weren't for the sun rising and setting every day, and the compass he was carrying.

They had been on the road for three or four days, and every day they were in a hurry except to eat and sleep. Because Del Cola had insisted on a "normal" pace, Assas and Satya complied with his advice - but in the end, he couldn't hold it himself.

"How long will it be before there are human settlements...... Oh my God, why is it so empty...... Why isn't there even a beast ......?"

Delkora was in a state of decadence, and he moved forward little by little in frustration, his mouth still in pieces.

"Someone once told me that what he enjoyed most was the process of traveling—" Satya glanced at him, "Enjoy, 'Traveler,' this was what you expected." ”

"This is not what I expected!" Del Cora suddenly raised his wand and was stunned for a moment, but then lowered his hand, his voice even deeper than before, "But no knight novel says that a hero's journey can be boring......"

"You should read less knightly novels. Assas sighed, "Those things have corrupted your already wise brains. ”

"Hey, hey, Arthas, you're laughing at me too! Your aristocratic demeanor is gone!" Del Cora shouted, "When it comes to Landmund, I'll have to suggest that Mr. Lance give you three more aristocratic etiquette lessons—huh?"

Del Cora was stunned for a moment.

Then, the trio, who had been lazy and lazy, suddenly looked up at the same time and looked in the same direction.

"The power of the shadows?"

Satya spoke softly.

"And the fluctuation of the elements......"

Assas clenched his sword.

"This scale......" Delkora tapped his staff with his fingers, his brow furrowed, "The elemental fluctuations over there are chaotic and ...... It's like there's a lot of magic going on...... Have we encountered a horde of Warcraft?"

"It shouldn't be possible," Assas spoke out to deny the speculation, "I don't think there will be a group of demonic beasts in the Great Plains, otherwise with the strength of the town's defenses, any group of demonic beasts passing by would be enough to completely destroy them." ”

The Warcraft herd will not exist independently, after all, any kind of creature, once it is in a herd, it means that there is a suitable food chain, ecosphere and natural enemies around it - that also means more Warcraft population.

"But there should also be Warcraft—at least, the leader of the Moon Wolf we met before was a Warcraft, and he survived in the Great Plains. Although it should come from the Forest of Winds. Delcora shook her head, "But there's also the power of the Shadows...... Is there any species that can harness the power of both the shadows and the elements?"

"Yes. Satya frowned slightly, "But ......"

"But that creature shouldn't be here, should it. Delkora poked the staff, "Then let's go to the sky and have a look." Whatever it is, let's hope they don't notice us. ”

The Levitation Technique, the Light Body Technique, and the Feather Fall Technique covered the three-person team at the same time, and the three of them rode the wind, and their vision suddenly widened, and the battle that had already ended in the distance also came into their eyes.

Blood was everywhere, the power of the elements and shadows were mixed, and there were large scarcasses of severed limbs belonging to some kind of herbivore on the ground (in fact, the three of them had seen that animal, it was an extremely fast antelope), and the predator who was eating was a huge cat with a streamlined black appearance, thick legs, and long sharp tusks—

The moment they saw it clearly, all three of them froze in mid-air.

“...... What a Nightblade Leopard?!"