I was thinking about my own affairs lightly.

After a few more words with Granger, the two went back to their tents.

With the return of the team, Ron didn't have the heart to test his swordsmanship.

Even if he doesn't have much affection for the Best Empire, if a real war comes, it will also affect him to a certain extent.

After all, no one likes to live on the run......

After Hu returned from the ranks, in the evening of the same day, Philius, who was pursuing the remaining Lane soldiers, also returned to the militia camp.

The three apprentice knights discussed for a night, and the next day the servants received the news of their return to the training camp.

And in order to bring the news to the lord as soon as possible, Hu Cong's team basically didn't have a good rest all the way, and hurried non-stop.

However, despite all their efforts, the horses that have been running at a high intensity are really unbearable.

When a horse is exhausted and exhausted, the team has no choice but to temporarily camp in the field.

Towards evening, the western sunset had receded, and night had crept in.

In a small forest, gray tents were quickly erected.

After a few bonfires had been raised, several of the men walked into the darkening woods with their bows, apparently intending to get some game.

In front of a bonfire, Kaye was setting an iron frame on top of the bonfire, placing a small black iron pot, pouring water into it to cook something to eat.

Across from him, Ron was carefully fiddling the campfire with a wooden stick to keep it up.

Granger also went hunting, and Ron looked around at his followers and noticed that everyone's faces were a little gloomy, so that the whole team felt a dull feeling.

These people are not stupid, although James and the others did not reveal much things, but they can also vaguely guess something in the envelope they got from the Ryan soldiers.

The shadow of a possible war looms over them.

Shaking his head slightly, Ron withdrew his gaze.

In the iron pot in front of him, Kaye had already placed a few pieces of jerky and some mushrooms and vegetables, and in a few moments a faint fragrance came from inside.

At this point, Kaye was tossing some brown powder into the pot, then stirred it slightly with a spoon and handed it to Ron Dao.

"How does it taste if you taste it?"

Without speaking, he took the spoon, picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth, chewed it slightly, and immediately spit it out.

"It's still alive inside. ”

Looking at Ron's grinning expression, Kaye nodded.

"Well, it looks like it needs to be cooked for a while. ”

“”

Speechless, he put down the spoon, and just as Ron was about to take out the dry food to cushion his stomach first, there was a sound of small footsteps in the dark woods on the left.

He looked in the direction of the sound, and several of the hunters were coming out of the shadows of the woods.

They all have more or less one or two prey in their hands.

Among them, Granger, with two hares hanging from his waist, walked briskly towards this side.

"Good harvest. ”

With a 'snap', Granger tossed the two undead hares to Kaye and handed them over to him to dispose of.

Granger sat down across from Ron, pulled out two branches, and quickly sharpened them with his dagger.

Soon, Kaye handed the rabbit to Granger and asked him to roast it over the campfire.

The yellow grease quickly ran down and dripped onto the campfire with a 'crackling' sound.

Granger and Kaye chatted without a word about the recent situation, and Ron just listened quietly, stirring the contents of the pot with a spoon from time to time.

No one in the camp spoke loudly, and in the woods not far away, he faintly heard the snort of horses.

Feeling that it was almost over, Ron divided the thick soup that had been boiled in the pot into three parts and handed it to the two of them, the rabbit meat has now become a little browned, and it is estimated that it can be eaten in a while.

Ron took a sip of the hot soup, and suddenly he looked up at a tent not far from them, from which James and Nick had just stepped out.

After the two whispered something, Nick walked in the direction of the tethered horse.

"I must have delivered the letter overnight. ”

Granger whispered, reaching out and gently tearing off a piece of rabbit meat, putting it in his mouth and chewing it.

Without speaking, Ron nodded slightly.

They were not far from the Lord's Castle now, and if they had traveled during the day, they would have been there in the morning.

Although the night will take a little longer, compared to the seriousness of the matter, such a decision is expected.

A minute later, Nick on his horse quickly disappeared into the night.

After eating the rabbit meat, Granger took another sip of soup and then said to the two of them.

"Let's go to bed early after eating, I have to hurry tomorrow, and I don't know what other missions will be released when I return to the training camp. ”

"Hmm. ”

After the three of them divided two roasted hares and drank some soup, Ron slipped into the tent and fell asleep as Granger prompted.

You know, after a day's journey, anyone is very tired.

As time passed, most of the servants entered the tent to rest, and only two personnel on duty were still talking around the campfire.

However, after midnight, the two began to doze off as well.

Except for the occasional slight snoring coming from one tent, the whole camp was silent.

The night breeze blows the campfire, reflecting the dancing flames on the tent.

In the silence of the woods, suddenly

'Click'

A crisp sound rang in Ron's ears.

He was still asleep, and suddenly opened his eyes.

"What sound?"

Ron sat up, quietly pulled open the tent, and peered through the gap.

Outside the tent, two servants sitting around the campfire fell asleep next to each other, their weapons scattered haphazardly, not alert at all.

He frowned, realizing that nothing particularly unusual was there, just as Ron was about to go back to sleep.

'Click!!'

Another crisp sound.

This time, he heard the voice from deep within the woods on the right.

"Huh?"

He turned his gaze to the two servants on duty, who were still asleep, and if it weren't for the heaving of his chest and abdomen, Ron would have felt like they were dead.

Moreover, the strange thing is that the whole camp, except for him, no other servants seem to have heard the sound and woke up.

"Strange!?"

He quietly drew his cross sword and walked out of the tent.

A cool night breeze blew across Ron's forehead, quickly sobering up his still somewhat confused mind.

The light of the campfire reflects the shadows of the surrounding woods, which has an eerie feeling.

For a moment, Ron felt that the whole forest seemed to be a little quiet and terrifying.