A shieldman, two swordsmen, a scout, an archer, and a low-level magic apprentice, that's all the members of the Dawnlight Squad.

Each adventuring party likes to give themselves a special name, either to represent a certain meaning or to be powerful and domineering.

The Light of Dawn is like this, a team of six low-level and middle-level guys, and the name is so extraordinary.

said that he was a little guy, and it was Locke who joked according to his strength, and the short and stout middle-aged man with heavy armor and a huge shield alone was several years older than Locke.

At the beginning, when he was in the Wizards' Guild, he communicated with one of the swordsmen and female magicians with Locke, and today he met with the other members of the team.

Seeing that Locke was the target of their escort this time, the members of the team all stepped forward to greet each other familiarly.

This is the gold owner of their team, and they can rest for two months after an escort mission.

Soon, Locke, who had a plain appearance and an indifferent attitude, made everyone change their targets, and the members of this team looked at the two beauties beside him with bright or dark eyes.

"Wow, beauty!" a profligate swordsman whistled at Christine, hoping to get her attention.

He did get Christine's attention, and a fist-sized fireball slammed into his head, sending the swordsman fleeing in a hurry, nearly stumbling.

The title of Christine's Witch was given by the nobles of Flor City for nothing?

It was also Christine who showed her hand slightly, allowing the members of the Dawnlight Team to seriously look at the three Locke.

"Joseph, be careful, those two are mid-level squires!" said the only mid-level squire-level man in the squad, at the embarrassed swordsman.

"Demon Martial Dual Cultivation?" Everyone's faces changed, they hadn't heard of the special profession of Demon Swordsman, but they had heard of the powerhouse of Demon Martial Dual Cultivation.

"Master Locke, let's go. At this time, the sorceress in charge stepped forward and said.

She could see that the fireball technique that Christine had just used was a weakened version of the fireball technique, and it was just a prank.

"Well, let's go. Locke nodded and said, his current identity is the baron of the Kingdom of Manhattan, and the medal on his chest cannot be faked.

There is also a carriage in the team, which is specially prepared for Locke, and their team has completed a lot of escort tasks, so they naturally know the habits of these noble lords.

How could Locke practice himself with a carriage, he stepped into the carriage and simply became a young master.

Seeing this, Christine also consciously got into the carriage and squeezed together with Locke, the carriage had very little space and was designed for one person to ride, but at this time two people were squeezed in, barely able to sit down.

It was the archer who drove the chariot, but now he was also honorably laid off and left to run the carriage by Rafite.

"Tsk, this is aristocratic life. "There are many people in the team who are envious, jealous and hateful, spitting sour water.

"What are you muttering, let's go!" At the critical moment, the chestnut-haired magician, who was still the captain, stood up and urged her teammates to go.

It is the right of people to love it, and since they have paid for it, they just need to complete the task seriously.

The group escorted the carriage to the Depeng Forest outside the port of Morrington, and the route of the trip had been laid out by the chestnut-haired magician for her team last night.

Crossing the less dangerous Depeng Forest, sparing mud canyons, turning to the shores of Conch Lake, and finally taking a boat to the county of Bura via the Hor River.

Although the route is tortuous, it is less dangerous to win.

Their team of adventurers has been formed for several years, during which some partners have died, new people have joined, and now, everyone has lost the original intention of rushing into the blood, and some just complete each task safely, and wait until they have saved enough money to do other work.

Adventurers are not a profession that can be done for a lifetime.

"This squad looks good, and it looks like we're going to be able to get to Brashire easily. In the carriage, Christine said with a grin.

Locke nodded, noncommittal.

In the six-person squad, although there is only one mid-level squire-level knight, judging by their tacit understanding and relatively strict discipline, the combat effectiveness of this squad is higher than that of ordinary people.

The reason why Locke chose this squad in the Wizards' Guild was because they had a team introduction that had besieged and killed intermediate Warcraft many times and seriously injured a high-level Warcraft.

"There's a lot to learn from this squad and like Rafite, do more and see more. Locke took the trouble to ask Christine.

"Got it. Christine stuck out her tongue, she had only recently discovered that her brother was just as verbose as her aunt.

The rating given by the Depeng Forest Wizards Guild is a 'small forest' where only mid-level demonic beasts are entrenched at most. ’

With the combat capabilities of the Dawnlight Squad, it is not very dangerous to cross the Depeng Forest.

In the evening, a bonfire lit up in the center of the camp.

The scout placed some small devices for early warning and climbed up the trunk of the tree, and tonight this hundred-year-old tree was his resting place, and he was the most tired member of the team at night on weekdays.

The only mid-rank squire, the big man, sitting by the campfire, picking up the wooden stacks that the two swordsmen had brought back, he was the 'strongest' knight here, and he needed to sit in the center.

The swordsman, who had briefly spoken to Locke, walked up to the carriage and asked Locke if he would like to have dinner with them.

Lifting the curtain, it was already dark outside, and after an afternoon of practicing fighting qi in the carriage, Locke didn't notice the passage of time.

Around the campfire, in the suspended stone pot, food is boiling with a rich fragrance.

Miscellaneous mushrooms, potatoes, monster meat, wild vegetables dug up in the forest, it was the chestnut-haired female magician who cooked, but I didn't expect this ordinary-looking female magician to cook and have a hand, which is already comparable to Lafite's craftsmanship.

There is ready-made food, Locke naturally will not gnaw on the dry food in the space ring, holding the dishes and chopsticks handed over by Rafite, Locke quipped: "I will pay for the food." ”

The good-natured joke made the members of the Dawnlight Team let out a chuckle, and the distance between them was much closer.

At dinner, Christine and the chestnut-haired sorceress kept their heads bowed and communicated, both of them were women and magicians, and they had a lot of common language, and from time to time there was a burst of giggles like silver bells.

Locke bowed his head to deal with the food in front of him, and the character of the Jumping Swordsman had been trying to get close to him, but Locke's reaction was lukewarm.

Many adventurers will choose to join a noble family after more than ten years of wandering and suffering a dark wound on their bodies, so as to end their lives and make their old age a little better.

The swordsman was in a gesture of giving it a try, and when he came into contact with Locke, he was disappointed.

Locke has not yet had the idea of accepting a low-level knight squire for the time being.