"In order to deal with targets with small targets and flexible and rapid transfers, a special unit was formed with so much money."

Lan En said with a smirk.

"Am I to be proud of the reaction of the Nilfgaard Empire?"

"You should be proud." Geralt said lightly in his low, hoarse voice. "After all, before you, they would at most have a warlock on the battlefield to deal with the enemy's warlock."

"They probably see the witchers as the second group that may rely on a small number to affect the overall direction of the battle, in addition to the warlocks."

"That's not necessarily a good thing." Gerd scratched his chin and said in an uncertain tone.

And Lan En responded categorically: "This is definitely not a good thing." ”

Afterwards, the three witchers released the innkeeper's family, who had been locked in the locker room, and took most of the food from the inn.

The location of this inn is not important, but it is the only one of its kind on this road, so even the Nilfgaard patrol will come here to rest.

Nilfgaard's logistics will ensure the survival of the hotel, just as the royal family of Sintra allocated to the hotel in the first place.

Then, the three witchers stripped the corpse of their magical equipment.

Lan En thought that the half-blood sorceress should have something on her body that could increase the amount of lightning, but unfortunately, the out-of-control magic had ruined everything in her.

But in any case, they have completed the elimination of this special force and fulfilled the commission of Haxel.

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By the time the three returned to the UNHCR camp, the people were already moving.

Nearly forty people died last night from hunger and cold, but there was no emotion on everyone's faces.

They have become numb.

You can start a fire during the day, but you still need to keep the smoke from attracting attention.

It can only be said that when people are forced to a certain extent, they can indeed stimulate their potential.

Before the war, most of the refugees in Sintra had the same eating habits as those of the North.

But in this case, they learned how to dig a flue in the ground and how to cook the food with the residual heat of the ashes.

These methods are rudimentary, but at least, these people are doing their best to survive.

When Rann, Geralt, and Gerd returned, they received the eager and dependent eyes of the civilian refugees, as always.

An emotional woman staggered over, grabbed Gerd and Geralt's hands, choked up and thanked them.

It seems that these two witchers have helped her family before.

And under her leadership, there are many refugees who are emotional and rely on witchers who want to come over.

Geralt and Gerd were a little scrambled, and they were relieved for a long time before they hurried out.

When they met Hacksol, the former royal steward was sitting on a tree stump, slowly eating food.

He looked as if he was still in the court.

The heavy steel scepter rested against the stump, and the half-grown clerk followed behind him.

As the three witchers walked over, they nodded to Dandrion and Ciri, who were eating together in the distance.

Out of concern about Haxel's identity as a killer, although a tacit agreement has been reached to a certain extent, Geralt still told his poet friend to take the little girl to keep his distance from Haxel.

And as the leader of the refugee group, Haxel seems to have acquiesced to this.

It's just that when Ciri thinks of the person who has served her in the castle since she was a child, she still drifts her eyes from time to time.

"Aha, friends. Looks like you're having a good time hunting? ”

Haxso placed the wooden bowl on the stump before he stood up and greeted the three with a steel scepter.

"The process was smooth and the loot was great. All in all, it's really good. ”

Lanne, as the social representative of the witchers, stepped forward to speak to Haxel.

"So Master Pordon, would you mind telling me more about it?"

Haxel made a gesture of 'please', and the little clerk who was nibbling on the bread behind him hurriedly put the bread in his mouth, prepared a pen and paper in his hand, and prepared to take notes.

Lan En glanced at the fourteen-year-old clerk, and then recounted the results of their nearly three-hour battle in detail.

"One person has more than six hundred Oren worth of magical equipment, it's really a cost. Isn't it, Master Polton? ”

Lan En nodded without a trace: "But it seems, Ling doesn't seem surprised." I thought this kind of special unit that hadn't been on the battlefield before would make you "

"Makes me stunned, frightened, and panicked?"

Haxel asked rhetorically with a smile.

"Master, there is a limit to what people can endure. When I've been shaken by more intense situations and emotions, there are few things that frighten me. ”

"Regardless, the three esteemed masters have cleared the way for us to send scouts later, and it's time for us to move on to the border."

Lan En turned and looked around, "Speaking of sending scouts to explore the way. I don't seem to see Mr. Stewart. ”

"He's already set off with the scouts as one of the first pathfinders. He'll find a place to rest tonight. ”

The witcher's eyes narrowed slightly, "But we're only back now?" ”

Even with it, the information about the elimination of that special force has only now returned.

That is, Hackso, without any news, had already sent his son out?

Haxel seemed to have guessed what Len meant.

"Whether or not your news arrives, or even whether you find that team or not, we're going to move today."

He said calmly.

"That's why scouts must be sent out, no matter what the situation is. In order to find a way out for more people. ”

He spoke in a tone as if there was no son in it.

Lan En looked at him and unconsciously touched the back of his neck.

"Understood." The witcher pursed his lips and nodded, "When are you going to go?" ”

"We're going to have to spend a morning getting everyone to eat something hot and then be careful at noon, when it's the warmest day. After basically walking for three or four hours, everyone's physical strength will not be able to keep up, and it is time to camp and rest. ”

According to this operational efficiency, it is remarkable that the 1,000 members of the Refugee Mission can go out 20 kilometers a day.

But it can't be helped, considering the cold weather and the nutrients that the refugees are intake, they have worked hard.

After asking for the time of departure, Rann went to Ciri and Dandrion with Geralt and Gerd.

They also had to pack their things and get ready to go together.

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