After learning that Diego did not have his Kodomon with him, Rainier ordered his squire to bring two horses for them to ride.

Together, they traveled south—Diego had completely forgotten about the hunt for Staven, but they didn't really go far, for more than ten miles to the south was the three-way junction to the town of Moonstream to the west and the Twilight Forest to the east.

After some discussion with Reinier, Brother Samuel decided to camp here, for by this time the sun had set in the western horizon, and it was beginning to get dark, and it was no longer suitable for traveling.

They found a flatter slope and camped at the foot of the slope. This area is already outside of Diego's territory. But Diego doesn't know who owns the land - after the Defia Brotherhood, there are too many borderlands like the Wild West. Maybe in a few days, when the news of the surrender of the Defia Brotherhood spreads, they will move back one after another.

Although Diego claimed that the situation in the western wilderness was under control, they still put some defensive measures in place. It's not that he doesn't trust Diego, but he can't be too cautious when camping in the wild. Even Diego set several traps.

The guards dug a half-man-deep trench around the camp and made some improvised defenses with planks from the wagons. Thanks to the abundance of manpower, Diego didn't have to do dinner on his own. Several of Rainier's squires prepared food for them, set up tents, and even their mounts were taken care of.

Piles of blazing bonfires were lit in the center of the camp. Due to the strong sea breeze blowing from the west coast, there are some tall trees in the western wilderness, except for Dagger Ridge in the south, and the trees in the plains are mostly low, short and hard, and have no other use than as shovel handles or axe handles, but they are quite suitable for fire.

"Hey, Diego, how did you get here?" Had dinner. Rainier asked familiarly, as the slightly drunken people had become more cordial as they had drunk a few glasses of mulled wine.

They sat around a separate campfire, with the exception of the two of them and Masrae. There were also Brother Samuel and two priests.

"We came all the way here after a necromancer named Staven. We destroyed his lair in the gold mines of Mooncreek. Diego said triumphantly, and he went on to tell the story of the incident.

Hearing that his territory was overrun by the Cursed Cult, Rinierho stood up from the campfire.

"Damn! These disgusting maggots, damn stupid pigs! They have defiled my ancestral land in such a way. It took the Rainier family hundreds of years to build, and now it's all ruined! ”

"Hey, man, we're going to take it back, and the cursed cultists, we're going to make them pay too." Diego exhorted.

"Diego couldn't be more right. That's why we're here, and Archbishop Benedictas heard that the evil forces of Raven Ridge were on the move, and decided to destroy them. Brother Samuel agreed, and he turned his head to look at Diego. You've already fought them, tell us how to fight them, shall we? I think these cocky fools must be in need of this experience. ”

He turned his head and looked at the recruits he had brought, and shouted, "Little cubs, get here, your brother has something to say to you!" ”

Rainier on the side also beckoned his soldiers to come around. Everyone gathered in a larger circle, ready to hear what Diego had to say.

Diego was a little embarrassed for a moment, to be honest, he hadn't been watched in such a crowd before, but to be honest. Showing off in front of girls, he is still a little proud in his heart.

"This ......, this time we're dealing with the Cursed Sect. Most of them were made up of living people from the Scourge Legion, and these madmen ...... "a little stumbling at first." But as the narration unfolded, Diego gradually began to speak smoothly, especially when he glanced at it "inadvertently" and found that the girl was also listening intently to his eloquent conversation.

"There are many necromancers among the spellcasters of the Cursed Sect, but sometimes powerful lichs appear." He glanced at the newcomers in a circle. Decided not to mention the horrors of the lich, so as not to scare them, "But don't worry, these mages and lichs will be taken care of by me and Brother Samuel and this druid, you mainly deal with skeletons, zombies or ghouls summoned by necromancers, for these disgusting walking dead, it is useless to hit other places, you have to attack their heads or decapitate them directly, otherwise even if you pierce their hearts, they will give you a hard ......"

Diego spoke for more than an hour, pulling out almost everything he could remember about the Cult of the Damned, and even Brother Samuel and Lady Laurena listened with gusto. There were things he had said, not even Masrae had ever heard of him. Looking at the night elves' resentful eyes that "they hid so many private goods from me", Diego couldn't help but regret that he had patronized and said so happily that he forgot to open the door to his mouth. But when he saw the worshipping gaze of the priest girl, "Wow, you are so knowledgeable, you know so many things", Diego felt that even death was worth it.

To be honest, Diego has gone through two lifetimes before and after, and his combined age is almost thirty years old, so it stands to reason that he shouldn't be so naïve and impulsive. But he always felt his heart pounding, especially when he saw the sweet smile of the priest girl, he felt that his heart was full. Is it because of this young body? But in his heart, he felt that it was not like that.

"I feel like we have a better chance of winning, especially after knowing so much about the enemy." After Diego had finished speaking, as he drank from his cup, Brother Samuel spoke aloud.

"That's right, we're going to win!" Rainier agreed, thumping his chest hard, cheering himself and the soldiers on.

"The Light is with us!" Everyone responded in unison.

At Brother Samuel's signal, the crowd began to disperse in all directions. Many people discussed whether to use a sword or an axe when fighting the Cursed Cult as they walked, as it was easier to cut off the head. But there are also those who believe in the power of the sword, because its blade is very long, it is more labor-saving, and sometimes it only takes a light drag to pull the neck apart. However, the spears were invariably abandoned, because, according to Diego, even stabbing the walking dead into a sieve might not bring them down completely.

After chatting for a while, the drowsiness welled up, and they all went back to their tents one after another.

The night was already deep, and the bright Elune had risen to the middle of the night sky, and the Blue Child had revealed its true face. The sea breeze blowing from the west also seemed to become gentle, and it blew slightly across the tent. In this pleasant and quiet night, people gradually fell asleep. (To be continued.) )