If the legendary story of Fergus is true, then it is almost certain that there must be an elven village in the forest near the Monterey Mountains. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

When Caesar was a child, he also heard stories from the people in the village that elves lived in the forest.

There can be no such coincidence in the world, and the overlap of the two can only show that everything is true.

This story gave Caesar a boost of confidence, and the next thing to do was to find this elven tribe in the middle of that reckless forest.

Every day after dinner, the caravan is at its most comfortable.

If there is a city nearby, it is natural to give the caravan members free time to wander around the city.

And if it's like tonight, sleeping in the wilderness. Then everyone will gather together in twos and threes, talk about the world together, and talk about the interesting things they have seen and heard.

At such times, it is natural that the young men sitting with Caesar and Erin are a group of young people in the caravan.

Among them, Erin has a good relationship with Hozia, a new apprentice in the Fergus family's escort, and Morton Fergus, the grandson of the third generation of the Fergus family and the current head of the family.

Among several people, if you talk about status, it is naturally Moulton who is the highest. After all, he is the grandson of the current head of the Fergus family, and the leader of the caravan is his father, the second son of the head of the family, Fast Fergus.

But more often than not, a few people will still be centered on Erin. Erin is lively and cute, and often tells all kinds of stories that she heard from nowhere. Some make people laugh, some make people sigh, and some make people silent and sad.

Today, the same Erin is telling the story she heard.

Everyone listened with relish as she told interesting stories.

At this time, the leader of the caravan's escort, Needham, suddenly came over.

"Brother Caesar, Lord Fast would like to meet with you to discuss the next itinerary. ”

Since the Fergus family has always been cautious, before entering the caravan, the identity of each person must be carefully investigated. And this time, Caesar did not hide his identity. Therefore, after learning that Caesar was a student of the Royal Higher School of Magic, everyone in the caravan, especially Fast, who was in charge of the trip, was polite to Caesar, and Caesar was invited to be present for any discussion of the itinerary and important matters.

Caesar nodded, not disturbing Erin's extremely devoted description, and quietly left the place, walking towards the largest tent in the campground.

"Brother Caesar, have you been getting along with everyone for the past few days?"

Along the way, Needham chatted with Caesar.

This surprised Caesar a little.

The escort team leader I saw on weekdays was in a state of not approaching anyone, looking unsmiling and very serious.

Today's anomaly made Caesar look at him a few more times, and forgot to answer the question for a moment.

"What's wrong, Brother Caesar?"

Needham looked at Caesar with some confusion.

Caesar shook his head, smiled and replied:

"Everyone is very nice, especially Irene, who is lovely and energetic. ”

"yes, that's good. ”

Caesar, who had been secretly observing Needham, found that a secret light flashed in Needham's eyes at the mention of "Irene", but he didn't know what that light meant.

Caesar, who was aware of this, couldn't help but keep an eye on it.

He felt more and more that the atmosphere in this caravan was a little strange.

When I came to the tent in the center of the camp, there were already a few people sitting around the campfire, presumably waiting for Caesar's arrival.

The middle-aged man in his forties, who was sitting in the center, was the leader of the caravan, Fast.

And beside him, sitting first was an old man. The old man half-squinted his eyes, unable to tell if he was asleep. However, judging from the attitude of the people around him, his status is quite high.

Even Fast did not have such treatment.

Caesar knew that the old man's name was Bartlett, and that he was a servant who had followed the current head of the Fergus family since he was a child, and that he was deeply trusted by the head of the family.

This shows how much importance the Fergus family attaches to this trade route.

On weekdays, in the family, the head of the family gave Bartlett the same identity as himself. The head of the house told everyone that seeing Bartlett was like seeing himself. Bartlett's words represent his will.

That's why Bartlett has such a high status here.

Seeing Caesar's arrival, Fast squeezed out a stiff smile on his face:

"Little Brother Caesar, you have finally arrived. Grab a seat and sit down, and I'm going to start talking about the rest of the trip. ”

Looking at the embarrassed smile on Fast's face, Caesar thought that this man didn't seem to like to smile on weekdays, and now it was really embarrassing for him to smile at him.

Caesar sat down in a random open space, ready to listen to Fast's next plan.

"Now that we're all here, let's get started. ”

Fast cleared his throat and said solemnly.

"We've been halfway through the road after a while. There are still about three or four days to reach the destination of Start City. Due to the desolate area near Stardat City, you won't encounter the city again until you reach Stardat City, so I thought it would be better to take a small detour to Amerlenburg, the largest military fortress in the north, to resupply and then cover the rest of the road in one go. ”

Hearing this, Caesar was stunned.

Didn't you pass through a city just two days ago and resupply? Why do you have to resupply again with only three or four days left?

If you want to resupply again, you will need to stay in Amerlenburg for two days, to say the least.

This is not good news for the rescue of Alfonso.

Originally, Caesar followed the caravan to take a ride and speed up the journey. If you stop again and again like this to replenish, what's the difference between that and traveling alone?

Caesar hesitated to question it, after all, he was just an outsider, he was only temporarily hired to join the guard, and the other party also paid so much attention to himself because of the face of the "Royal Academy of Magic". Isn't it a bad idea to question it at this time?

Just when Caesar hesitated, Faulkner, who was in charge of managing logistics, suddenly said:

"Lord Fast, as far as the current supplies are concerned, if the trip is only three or four days, it is completely sufficient, and we don't need to resupply it again. I think it makes more sense to go straight to Starter City. ”

Faulkner suddenly offered his opinion, not because he understood Caesar's idea, nor because he had a grudge against Fast.

Faulkner, who was the logistics manager, was also one of the accountants in the Fergus family. In addition to managing the logistics of supplies, his duties were to reduce the expenses of the caravan to a certain extent. After all, this trade route to Starter City was already a loss-making business for the Fergus family, and the cost could not be further expanded.

Hearing the opposition, Fast's face was a little ugly, and his already serious face immediately collapsed.

He was about to speak, but suddenly there was a commotion from the corner of the camp.

Soon, the camp was brightly lit.

The mages in the guards raised their staffs above their heads, illuminating the night with magical light sources.

"There is an enemy attack! There is an enemy attack!"

A clear and audible shout suddenly sounded, everyone's faces changed, and the atmosphere in the entire camp instantly became solemn.