At noon the next day, Cheese woke up to see a deserted village full of life. This is also a very strange thing, obviously the knights were also running among the patients before the mage gave the medicine, but when the cheese did deliver the medicine to them, both the knight and the patient showed a different vitality than yesterday. This may be the power of hope, when hope appears in front of you and becomes within reach, no matter how tired people are, they may be able to squeeze out a little more strength.

"Honestly, the effect of my medicine shouldn't have been so fast, why did I see several patients who were unable to move before and were able to walk on their own today?" the mage asked his companions suspiciously as he ate his lunch. As the maker of potions, he knew very well that those potions, while effective, still needed time to work.

"Ha, don't say that what you threw into the river yesterday is a real antidote, even if you just change the color of the river, I'm sure those people will still feel that their condition has improved. Jack said with a fork in a sausage. A lot of stored food was found in the cellar of the village, so the food supply in the village was not a problem for the time being. Cheese had no intention of placing them here, and the mage thought that when the refugees were almost cured, he would let the knights of the Kingdom Knights take them back to Turbidity. It is believed that Lothar knows how to place these people.

"That being said, I didn't expect a simple expectation to make people so powerful. You know, they feel like they're getting better, but that's not true. "Even if the riots in the county of Ssalon are resolved, Cheese is also rarely willing to make small talk with others. You know, even though they had followed all the way from Dragon's Back Mountain, Jack and Mona had heard Cheese talk about the plague in less than fifty words, except for Elsa. The mage had always made it his duty to fight the plague, and the pressure distracted him from the rest of his life.

"I don't know what you mages think. But my father once said that people are simpler than beasts, at least, they don't live for a belief. Not like us. "Monkey" shrugged his shoulders and said something that his father had said as a hunter.

"What? are you dissatisfied with the Legion's approach?" Although Jack said this unintentionally, Mona naturally reminded him of the Frost Guard's rigid dogma. Indeed, most of the Northlanders have lived their lives in the belief that they have regained their ancestral lands, and they have waited for a long time in the bitter cold and humble towns at the foot of the Dragon's Back Mountain, and they may continue to do so in the foreseeable future.

"How is that possible? I don't think the Legion's approach is wrong, after all, that's the foundation of our Northlanders. But...... Don't you think the decision to forbid leaving Dragon's Back Mountain at will is a mistake? If it weren't for us escorting the mage this time, I'm afraid we wouldn't have had the opportunity to see a place that was only a few days away from us before we retired. Jack took a bite of the sausage on his fork and said.

"What's going on? Why did he say that? Didn't the Frost Guardian let you leave the town?" Without intervening in Mona's next lecture to the "monkey", the mage turned to the proprietress beside him. Although he received a lot of help from the Legion, Cheese's knowledge of the Northlanders was limited to the contents of books, and in the short time that he spent a few days in Dragonspine Mountain, the mage focused most of his energy on studying the plague and did not bother to understand the customs of the Frost Guard.

"It's our tradition. As Northlanders, every male of appropriate age is required to serve in the Legion, and women can voluntarily join the Legion according to their physical condition. But young people are not allowed to leave the Dragon's Back Mountain without permission until they have completed about five years of military service. This is partly to protect young people who are not yet capable of self-preservation, and on the other hand, to prevent the Corps from being understaffed. By the way, women like me who did not join the legion would not be able to leave Longji Mountain until they were about twenty-five years old. Being able to come out with you this time is an exception on the part of Grandpa Jon. Elsa explained.

Compulsory military service was not uncommon in this era, and whether it was to fight thieves or wild beasts, lords and military commanders everywhere needed to maintain the armed forces of their territories, so it was incumbent upon the young men of the territory to take on the responsibility of defending their homeland. Of course, most lords would only recruit these civilians when they needed to, and in most cases the so-called military service was just a few rudimentary military training held during the slack season. Of course, such an armed force cannot be compared with the professional Frost Guards, but the Frost Guards are able to maintain this armed group with the small number of Northlanders, thanks to their military-political system. The successive commanders of the Frost Guardians are also the commanders of all the Northlanders, and although they are rarely seen elsewhere in the kingdom, their reputation is indeed a deterrent.

"That's why both Heather and Leon were surprised when they saw you. Frost Guardian soldiers do not appear in other regions at the age of service. This may also be a nuisance. Touching his chin, Cheese realized that although he didn't encounter any problems in the north, the further south he went, the identity of Elsa and the others in the northland might be a factor in revealing his target.

"Hmm...... Indeed, although we can imitate the accent of the nearby Earls of Salon, the refugees in the Counts of Salons should also be a more sensitive group of people now. Realizing that her accent and identity might be an obstacle to sneaking in, the proprietress began to feel distressed.

"It's easy to say that the accent is a problem. I can figure out how to solve it, and we can also minimize the opportunity to communicate with other people, as long as we don't open our mouths, we can avoid a lot of problems. If it doesn't work, we can just disguise ourselves as refugees. Cheese didn't think much of it.

"I'm afraid it won't work. Mona finished speaking to Jack about the Northland traditions. As the least talkative member of the cheese team, the female warrior is not picky about her mobility.

"Why not?" the mage asked.

"Experienced warriors or warriors can easily tell the difference between a militarily trained person and an ordinary civilian, and there are many ways to make them aware that we are not ordinary people. Add to that our skin color and accent, and it's not hard to guess who we are. It may not be feasible to enter the royal capital without a trace through a simple disguise. Mona said. Indeed, both the farmer who cultivates the land and the warrior who wields a weapon will have a good physique, but because of the different parts of the body they use, in terms of body size, any experienced person can distinguish them by the shape of their muscles.

"Is there such a thing?" frowned slightly, Cheese knew how to deduce the origin of others from the details, but he didn't know that the identity of the warrior was so easy to reveal.

This time, both Elsa and Jack nodded along with the female warrior, apparently they both had a way of distinguishing between a militarily trained warrior and an ordinary civilian.

"Well, looks like we're going to have to design our disguise. Cheese said.