In the animal pen outside the south gate of the camp, Warev led the mule beasts into the drizzle and used a brush to carefully scrub away the thick skin folds that easily breed parasites. Looking at the fat beasts with round buttocks, I couldn't help but feel happy.
The goods have been loaded onto the truck and wrapped tightly in linoleum cloth. The axles are also brand new and fully oiled, and even the sound of pushing them is barely audible.
The only one who has not yet landed is his team. Except for the mercenary team he hired, the others have followed the caravan heading to Westmaich. However, Warev, who has been on this road for decades, has a deep feeling in his heart. Not too anxious.
He learned from Kashana that many teams had successfully challenged Andalil in Rogge Camp recently. They had no plans to go to Lugaoin yet, but they just felt that it was hard to leave their homeland.
He knew very well how many teams that left the camp would have the chance to come back. Every time they went west, they had to bring a large bag of letters home from those who had changed jobs.
He couldn't remember how many times he returned to Lugaoyin with a reply letter, but never saw the recipient again. .
Thinking of this, Warev's originally relaxed and happy mood suddenly became a little heavy.
He patted the beasts of burden on the buttocks and drove them outside the pen to eat the young grass that had just sprouted. He walked to the eaves of the animal pen, took out a foot-long slender pipe, lit it, and started puffing away in silence.
His eyes were attracted by a group of four people not far away, who seemed to be heading straight towards him.
coming.
Based on his many years of experience, he can guess the purpose of people in the future very well.
"Mr. Warev, my name is Granber. At this time, my teammates, assassin Zoe, druid Rogers, and mage Anata, we killed Andariel's projection half a year ago and are now at level 21. I hope we can Come with your caravan.”
Sure enough, the person who came was not sloppy at all, and after introducing his team, he made his intention clear.
"Are you the scout team under Kasha?" Warev stood up to welcome him and asked with a smile.
"Yes! We have been scouts for four years and guards of the teleport station for one year. We have already bid farewell to Captain Kasha before." Granbell said seriously.
Job changers like them who decide to become camp guards or scouts focus on their responsibilities all year round, so their leveling speed is much slower than that of an ordinary adventurer team.
Kasha does not have strict restrictions on her team. She will agree to anyone who wants to become a free adventure team.
And for those like the Granbell team who have successfully killed Andariel, there is no reason to restrict them.
"Amazing!" Warev praised sincerely. To be honest, the pressure of becoming a scout and guard is much greater than that of a free adventure team, and he also likes to travel with such a team.
With many years of scouting experience and good discipline, they are the best candidates to escort the caravan.
"With you, there are now two teams. For safety reasons, if two more teams join, we can set off. Where do you live? I will inform you when this place is ready!"
Granbell left his address, asked about some things that needed to be prepared, and then led the team members to leave, but saw a figure walking towards them.
As soon as she saw the man who was walking and looking around, Granbell seemed a little at a loss. In the past few days, that figure had been lingering in her mind.
As the captain of the team, Granbell is actually a bit too conservative. Although Kasha has suggested many times that they go to Lugoin, she has been undecided.
The Aranok Desert is not a dead land. On the contrary, it is dotted with oases. Most of the desert towns and villages that used to be there are now the lairs of monsters.
Not only were the monsters more powerful than those in the monastery, they were also extremely cunning. Coupled with the threat from the Wizards' Association, she was somewhat hesitant to move forward.
To put it bluntly, her position as captain puts too much pressure on her. In the past six months, she has always dreamed that her own mistakes in decision-making have led to the team being in a situation of no return.
However, the traces of battle left by Mo Bei and the others on the fourth floor of the catacombs shocked her, and she had the urge to go outside to improve her strength.
Teammates who get along day and night actually know this problem of Granbell, but they think guarding the teleportation station is actually quite good.
However, after seeing the changes in Granbell in the past few days, these teammates suddenly expressed their desire to see a wider world, and this was how she finally made up her mind.
Zoe looked at the stupid Granbell, then reached out and poked the soft flesh of her lower back, almost making Granbell jump up.
"Go say hello." Zoe then pushed her on the back.
Granbell nodded, tried to act as normal as possible, and walked towards Mo Bei.
"Hello, my name is Granbell."
Mo Bei looked at the beautiful girl with golden brown hair who walked straight in front of him, was slightly stunned, and then immediately returned the greeting.
"Hello, Mo Bei!"
"The appearance of your team that day turned the tide of the battle at the teleportation station in the inner corridor. Thank you!"
"There is no shirking the responsibility! What's there to be thankful for!" Mo Bei said with a smile.
"Are you here?"
"We plan to follow Uncle Warev's caravan to Lugaoin and come over to talk to him."
"Really?" Granbell's eyes lit up, looking a little surprised.
"Are you going to Lu Gaoyin so soon? But with your strength, you will definitely be able to help the situation there! If you join us, this trip will go smoothly. Yes. Yes! We are also planning to pass through with Warev's caravan, and now we have only one team left before we can set off."
This was the first time that Mo Bei received such a compliment. He felt so happy, but in appearance he kept waving his hands and smiling stupidly.
"Then I won't interrupt your conversation. See you later."
"Yeah! See you later!"
Granbell nodded to Mo Bei and led his team towards the camp.
When her teammates walked to Mo Bei, they also greeted Mo Bei one by one. When the mage introduced himself, Mo Bei felt that his name seemed to be taking advantage of others.
"That's it? Did you really just say hello?" Zoe approached Granbell and asked.
"Ah? What if that's not the case?" Granbell sighed quietly.
"I... I didn't know, and I planned to learn some experience from you..." Zoe shrugged.
"Tsk... If you ask me, just take him directly to a big barn. That's what most people in the village do!" Anata said.
Zoe spun around and kicked him away with a dragon tail swing.
The emotional problems among career changers are probably their biggest frustration.
Everyone knows how they got here step by step, so they will be particularly careful when dealing with relationships.
Even those who are in the same team and have been together through life and death for a long time and have begun to admire each other will not reveal their feelings easily. In the battle between life and death, the most fearful thing is that caring leads to chaos.
When you fall in love with someone, the first thing that often arises is the desire for protection, which can easily lead to some obstructive situations, in case polyamory occurs again. . .
What a scene that must be.
Warev was naturally very happy to join the Mobei team, and when he learned that Kane would also accompany them, he seemed very accustomed to it. It seemed that he was an old partner.
In the next few days, everyone was eagerly looking forward to the fourth team joining, and Mo Bei, in addition to occasionally coming to Warev, helped take care of the stupid mule beast, and learned in advance the characteristics of some monsters in the desert and some Survival experience and the like. The rest of the time was spent in training camp, figuring out the fusion of charge and revenge.
But probably because of the huge pressure between life and death, that kind of true integration has never appeared again.
This made Mo Bei feel very depressed. At this time, the problem of not working properly was only for scumbag men, so why did it fall on him.
Perona still stayed in her room and didn't come out. Mo Bei would bring some delicious food back every day, put it on the dining table, and then it would magically disappear inadvertently.
One time, Mo Bei bought some roasted chestnuts from a merchant from Enstinger in the north, and placed them on the altar table. Smelling the alluring aroma, he couldn't help but sit down and eat a few chestnuts. As a result, he saw that The bag of fried chestnuts floated up out of thin air and went upstairs with a whoosh.
You can use telekinesis to do this. . . Make a fortune. . .
But this perception and control have improved tremendously!
