It was Granger, who was still a little pale.

Seeing him coming, Ron stopped and asked loudly from afar.

"What's the matter with Granger?"

Without answering Ron immediately, Granger walked up to him in a few steps, a smile pulled out of his pale face, and said with concern.

"How are you recovering from your injuries now?"

Granger's personality is a bit withdrawn, and the two can only have a simple subordinate relationship.

But since Ron saved his life in that fight, Granger's attitude towards Ron has changed a lot.

"It's okay. Ron touched his shoulder, and he didn't feel any pain anymore.

"That's good. Granger nodded. "I'm here to inform you that there may be another mission tomorrow. ”

"Mission, is it the same as the deserters last time?" Ron wondered.

"Pretty much. A look of gloom flashed across Granger's face, and he unconsciously touched his injured waist. "It's the tail of those people last time, but the strength is not as strong as the previous deserters, Lord Felius has already fought with them this morning, and after killing more than a dozen of them, most of them have fled, and they should still be hiding here, and our task is to clean up these miscellaneous fish. ”

"More than a dozen people?" Ron said with a frown. "Could it be some conspiracy of the Ryan Empire?"

"That's not clear. Granger shook his head. "These are matters for the lord to consider, and we are only responsible for carrying out orders. ”

These questions about state disputes are all confidential matters, and even if they know anything, it doesn't mean much to them as knights.

Ron thought for a moment and nodded approvingly.

"That's right. ”

It's just that he secretly wrote down in his heart that this place is not as stable as in his previous life, and there are constant wars between countries.

Although in recent years, there have only been some minor conflicts between Best and the neighboring Ryan Empire, and there has not been much war, but no one is sure when the war will come.

Ron's territory was not far from the border, and there were only one or two deserters coming over occasionally, but it was unusual for him to be aware of the fact that there were so many as he was now.

Not knowing what was going on Ron's mind, Granger continued.

"Moreover, because there are more people who escaped this time, this mission is not to focus on the Hu Cong, but to lead the militia to conduct a carpet investigation, and you should pay attention not to miss it at that time. ”

"yes, I see. Ron nodded.

"Alright, the mission is over. Granger looked past him and smiled at the grove behind him. "This is the last time you came to hunt, right, what did you catch?"

"A hare and a pheasant. Ron replied honestly.

"Oh? Granger touched the cross sword around his waist. "I don't have a bow or arrow, how about trying my luck?"

Ron understood what he meant, and smiled.

"Okay. ”

It's almost lunchtime, and it would be great if I hit something.

"Let's go. ”

Hearing his promise, Granger strode into the woods, with Ron following closely behind.

Half an hour later.

Both walked out of the woods with a hare hanging from their waists.

After all, even without a bow and arrow, it is still very easy to catch one or two hares with the strength of two people alone.

After returning to the camp and handing over the hare to the militia who specialized in cooking, Ron found that the two apprentice knights in the camp, James and Philius, were not here except for Nick, and did not know what to do.

At this time, Nick was sitting in front of a tent, his face expressionless and meticulously wiping his weapon with a white cloth.

As if noticing someone looking at him, Nick suddenly raised his head and instantly met Ron's gaze.

Frowning slightly, Ron looked away, and smiled with Granger next to him and continued to talk about the topic just now.

Nick, on the other hand, stared at him for a long time before retracting his gaze, then wiped the last trace of dust off his crosssword, thudched it back into the scabbard at his waist, and turned to walk into the tent.

As Nick walked into the tent, the smile on Ron's face slowly faded, and there was a thoughtful look in his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking......

The next day.

In the early morning, the thin mist gives the whole empty Lannis area a somewhat hazy feeling.

Some hard-working farmers have already come to the fields early to start a busy day.

In the middle of a large green farmland, on a gravel path, four black horses are moving quickly.

Among them, the black horse in the front was a young man with yellowish hair and a slightly pale face.

He carried a short bow and quiver on his back, a cross sword dangling from his waist, and his brown leather armor was a little wet from the fog.

Wiping the moisture from his face, Ron narrowed his eyes slightly and looked around.

There aren't many woods to hide in the Lannis area, except for uncultivated wasteland, and there are only a few villages and towns to hide.

According to the information obtained, there were at least two dozen of the escaped Ryan soldiers, and it is highly likely that they were separated and hiding.

In order to facilitate the search, everyone was prescribed a fixed route and slowly investigated.

At this time, Ron's current position is not far from the place where Philius fought yesterday.

As he walked, Ron suddenly seemed to notice something and pulled the reins to stop the horse.

On his left was a wasteland, where a black mark appeared.

Ron tilted his head and motioned for a nearby militiaman to dismount and investigate.

Soon, the probing militia came to Ron.

"My lord, it's the traces of the bonfire that burned and was buried. ”

Hearing the militia's report, Ron nodded, looked thoughtfully at the misty path, and asked.

"Do you know how many villages or towns are closest to here, and how long will it take to get there?"

After thinking about it, the militiaman said respectfully.

"There are two villages around here, at our speed, it will take about ten minutes to arrive, my lord, should we call someone first?"

"Not for now. Ron said lightly. "Determine the number of people first, and if there are many people, it's never too late to call. ”

With his current strength, even if he encounters a strong person at the rank of trainee knight, he has the power to fight.

Even if there are many people, simple containment is not a problem.

He gently pinched the horse's belly.

"Keep walking. ”

Receiving the order, the militia who was on the spree quickly mounted their horses, and then the four of them hurried towards the nearest village......

Ten minutes later.

On the far side of the path, a field of low houses slowly appeared in front of several people.

Puffs of cooking smoke wafted from the village, and Ron could smell a faint smell of food even though they were far away.