One of his purposes for this trip was also to see how much of a threat Hope Village posed.
"Enough! You may go!" Earl Orkot said lazily, slumping back onto the soft couch and closing his eyes, settling in to rest.
No need for his orders—his female servant had already stepped forward, gently beginning to massage him.
Marvin quietly retreated. The moment he exited the beast cart, his tense body finally relaxed.
The convoy continued forward, gradually leaving Bengela Town behind.
Just as they stepped out of Bengela Town's territory, suddenly, the sounds of quarrelling and commotion erupted nearby.
As soon as the sounds started, the entire convoy halted. The accompanying soldiers all raised their weapons, immediately alert.
On the beast cart, Earl Orkot opened his eyes as well.
"What happened?"
"There should be a mercenary team nearby hunting an Intermediate Magic Beast Group, so the noise is a bit louder," Orkot's trusted aide, Multa, answered hurriedly.
