At night, somewhere in the forest.

Tok the Scarred Man, who was repulsed by Mirmis during the day, and his men set up camp here.

Some of them were injured, but they were basically not serious, more abrasions and bumps.

Everyone gathered around the campfire, or charcoal barbecue steak, or leisurely chatter, and there was no frustration after being defeated.

Teucer pulled a microphone from the mezzanine of his clothes and handed it to the scarf man, as he was the only one on the team with magical credentials.

The man in the scarf channeled a tiny amount of mana into the microphone and then handed it back to Teucer so that he could communicate with the other party.

"Lord Duke, we have found your daughter." Teucer's tone was full of regret and self-reproach, and even through the microphone, he did not show any slackness.

On the other side of the microphone was a middle-aged man.

It was the bearded man in a black robe with four-pointed star pupils who would be more accurately called Duke Edith Campbell.

He was Vivien's father and the employer of the mercenary group.

While he was on business, he took on communications from Traucer.

Duke Campbell asked calmly, "How's Vivien's condition?"

"All right, the white-haired woman who traveled with her claimed to be her friend, and the young lady showed no disgust or threat."

"How long will it take to get back to the mansion?"

A drop of sweat ran down Tokker's face, and he wasn't sure if the Duke would be furious about their defeat.

However, concealing the truth is a serious crime, so Teucer chose to tell the truth: "I'm very sorry, my subordinates are not doing well. The strength of the other party is extraordinary, and he couldn't bring her back right away. Moreover, the young lady opened the barrier and said that she did not want to return home, and the subordinates thought that the strong attack might hurt the young lady, so they chose to retreat."

Teucer bowed his head and half-knelt as if Duke Campbell himself were standing in front of him.

Unexpectedly, Duke Campbell didn't seem to be angry, but just ordered, "It's okay, your mission will be changed to secretly protect her whereabouts."

"Yes."

"If she wishes to return to the mansion, let me know immediately."

"Yes."

At this point, Duke Campbell paused for a moment, as if remembering something important to confirm, and asked, "Has anyone else noticed your movements?"

Hearing this question, Teucer regained a slight smile and said proudly, "Rest assured, no one else noticed our movements along the way."

Teucer was well aware that the impact of mercenaries and duke's guards going out of the city could be very different.

If their actions were detected by the nobles of the hostile forces, they would certainly use them to put pressure on Duke Campbell.

And the reason why they left the city is also an important matter that needs to be kept secret, which is one of the reasons why they dress up as mercenaries.

The eldest lady of the Campbell family is running around outside, so it's better not to let too many people know about it.

It was only after Duke Campbell hung up the microphone that Teucer retracted it into the mezzanine.

Suddenly, the man in the scarf touched Teucer with his elbow and asked with a nervous expression, "Could it be that Miss Vivien has already told her friends who we really are?"

Teucer smiled and asked rhetorically, "Does knowing who we really mean other than adding psychological pressure to her friends?"

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In the early morning, a ray of sunlight passed through the trees and shone straight on the bearded man's face.

The bearded man woke up from his sleep, stretched in a daze, and scratched his back.

After a few moments, the bearded man noticed that he was in the middle of the forest.

The bearded man ran out of the forest and came to the side of the road to find that the people who had camped here last night had disappeared.

The bearded man angrily hammered the trunk of the tree, while one of his subordinates rubbed his sleepy eyes and persuaded, "Don't be angry, boss, we robbed so many merchants, and we don't miss them, right?"

The bearded man snorted coldly and said, "This matter is not over yet."

The bearded man stepped on the side of his feet, and there was a deep car wheel mark.

"When they take this road, they should go to the village of Pori." The bearded man said with great conviction.

"There's someone I've planted in there, and he'll be able to get more information."

As the bearded man said, the destination of Mirmis and the others was indeed the village of Pori, and at this time they could already see the outline of the village from the car.

Seeing the village getting closer and closer, Crick couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "It's really good luck this time, I didn't meet that group of robbers."

When Crick said this, he thought, "But the mercenaries he encountered seemed to be more vicious than the robbers."

What Crick didn't expect was that as soon as she finished saying this, Mirmis retorted, "It's not a matter of luck, maybe those robbers saw my fight with the mercenaries and didn't want to take the risk of robbery."

Crick scratched his head a little annoyedly and said, "Listening to your tone, it seems a little disappointed. Would you really like to meet a robber?"

Mirmis nodded, "That way we'll be able to find the other goods they've taken."

Vivien explains to Crick the purpose of their trip and the reason they want to lure out the bandits.

When Crick heard this, he said thoughtfully, "If that's the case, I have a solution."

Crick explained the plan to the two of them, and they both applauded.

As he approached the village, Crick noticed a familiar little boy at the entrance of the village, who was carrying a bucket of water towards the village.

Crick waved his hand and shouted, "I'm back, Puth."

The little boy who heard the sound turned his head, immediately threw down the barrel, and ran over with joy.

Crick stopped the wagon, then took out a delicate handicraft from the compartment and prepared to hand it to the little boy.

"I didn't forget to bring you ......."

Before Crick could finish speaking, the little boy grabbed Crick's hand and shouted anxiously, "Mommy is sick."

Crick immediately realized the seriousness of the problem, and without asking too much, he took the little boy under his arm and ran into the village.

Mirmis and Vivien, though not quite aware of what was happening, quickly chased after them.

When the group reached a hut, Crick pushed open the door and saw a middle-aged woman lying sick in bed.

Her face was pale, cold sweat was still breaking out on her head, she couldn't stop shaking, and she coughed a few times from time to time, and her physical condition was very bad.

The little boy said in frustration, "Mom has been like this since yesterday. Sister Crick, you're well-informed, and I hope you can save your mother."

The little boy looked at Crick with tears in his eyes, but Crick couldn't say a word, because this was the first time she had seen this symptom, and she was not sure that she had found the right herb.

But in the face of the little boy's pleading, and the dying mother, she couldn't bear to refuse.

Just as Crick was caught in a dilemma, Vivien stepped up.

"I think I can help."

Vivien dangled her right hand over her mother's abdomen, closed her eyes, and recited the incantation.

A white magic array appeared in her palm, and the spells on the magic array were constantly changing, as if searching for the true body of the disease.

Crick and the little boy on the side were also nervous, staring intently at Vivien.

After many changes, the runes on the magic circle finally stopped changing, and Vivien opened her eyes, she already knew about the mother's illness.

"How?" Crick leaned in and asked.

"Can my sister cure my mother?" The little boy asked, tugging at the corner of Vivien's clothes.

Vivien touched the little boy's head and said softly, "Don't worry, your mother will get better soon."

After hearing this, the little boy's eyes lit up and he couldn't wait to ask, "Really?"

"Just

I don't have any suitable herbs in my hands, so I'm going to pick them in the forest in the mountains early tomorrow morning." Vivien subconsciously looked out the window at the small hill, and the sun was about to set outside, and the sky was dyed crimson.

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