The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Chapter 1444 418: The Refugee "Nun

Daybreak, in ten hours.

At eight in the morning, the faint light of dawn appeared on the horizon, followed by the bustling voices and aroma of roasted bread that awakened the sleeping camp.

Luo Yan and Sarah had a simple breakfast with Taufu on the first floor of the inn.

Perhaps it was because the "serenades" echoing through the inn last night were too disturbing, Sarah's usually expressionless face now showed a rare and barely noticeable weariness.

She was the only one who didn't sleep well.

"Sarah, you look tired," Luo Yan said gently, putting down the barley tea in his hand, "If you need to, we can stay here for another day to rest."

Hearing they might stay another day, Sarah was suddenly a bit panicked, quickly straightening her drooping waist and spine.

"That's not necessary, Your Highness."

"But..."

"I'm fine, Your Highness, please don't let this small matter delay your journey," she said, with a flash of focused light in her amber vertical pupils, forcing herself to perk up, "May I ask what the plan is for today?"

Seeing her insistence, Luo Yan did not say more, simply smiling and saying, "Our 'Far Voyager' is on strike, I have to send a letter to Mr. Alberto to have the wreckage collected. Moreover, we need to find ourselves a new means of transportation to head south."

"That's great!" Taufu yawned, blurting something in Dragon Language, "I never want to sit in that thing again! I'd rather go slower!"

However—

No one paid attention to the pet's opinion.

Luo Yan chuckled softly.

"You'll have the chance to do it, I'll eventually teach you how to fly."

He has been an Adventurer, a Master, but hasn't been a Dragon Knight yet, he will experience it sooner or later.

He made up his mind, this time back to Hell, he would discuss with Professor Aidonia whether they could increase the "dosage" of the medication, for sustainable rapid growth.

Taufu gritted his teeth and muttered under his breath.

"Are you a devil!? At least wait till I'm fifty before putting me to work!?"

"Don't even think about it, I'll wait for you at most three years."

"%￥#@!"

Watching the squabbling man and dragon, the corners of Sarah's mouth turned up in a smile, her amber vertical pupils full of warmth.

How she wished time could just stop at this warm moment.

She didn't have any grand pursuits, nor did she have dreams or ambitions like the other Demon Generals of Lord Demon King.

She just wanted a home.

…

The group returned upstairs to pack their luggage, then went downstairs to check out, blending into the bustling crowd of the camp's market.

The camp had been busy since early morning, with the vendors' shouts ringing through the crowded streets, permeated with the scent of stews and roasted bread.

Of course, not everyone coming here was for "confession," some came to start mining operations.

The legendary "Miss Lina" earned her first pot of gold through the nuns and quickly set her sights on the mountains east of Eagle Rock Territory.

There, rich mineral and forestry resources lay, but the local Lord lacked the manpower, money, and ability to develop them, and even if developed, lacked sufficient transport to sell them elsewhere.

Now, the esteemed Sir Richter need not worry about this issue.

The people of Eagle Rock Territory now have manpower, money, and have attracted enough merchants to help solve the sale issue.

Soon, those usually useless natural resources will be taken by more capable people to exchange for Gold Coins of the Aus Empire.

Compared to non-collectible gray revenues, this money is a tangible revenue, and a significant portion will enter the Lord's Vault, thus feeding the Lord and all those around him in the process.

In some sense, this is also a kind of bribery.

And much more sophisticated than directly giving money.

Next time Sir Richter goes mad and leads troops into the Traveler Camp, from servants to the Steward to the Guard Captain, all will have enough motivation to persuade him.

If persuasion fails, they can consider teaming up to replace him with a young child or widow to be the Lord...

Crossing the bustling market, Luo Yan found the target of this trip at the edge of the camp.

It was a caravan ready to set out, seeming quite sizable.

Numerous sturdy four-wheeled carts were piled with goods wrapped tightly in oilcloth, from their vague outlines, mostly fur and ore from the Northern Realm.

The owner of the caravan was a slightly plump middle-aged merchant with a loud voice, hands on hips, loudly commanding the workers to load the goods.

"Quicker now!"

"If we don't set off by noon, don't expect me to buy you lunch!"

"Mr. Thomas, where should we put the crates covered in oilcloth?"

"On the carts! Do you need me to teach you that?!"

Luo Yan observed next to them for a moment, identifying the person in charge here, then approached with a smile.

"Mr. Thomas, pardon the intrusion, may I take a bit of your time?"

Mr. Thomas, who was incredibly busy, turned around, sizing up the young man before him with a pair of shrewd eyes.

He originally didn't want to respond, but upon seeing that although the young man's clothes were simple, they were made of high-quality materials, he instinctively toned down the roughness in his speech, speaking cautiously and politely.

"It's fine... What can I help you with?"

"My name is Colin, an ordinary traveler, along with my companions planning to go south," Luo Yan smiled, introducing himself, "I noticed your caravan seems to be heading in the same direction, so I came to check... Is it convenient to chat?"

"Ah, Mr. Colin, nice to meet you! My name is Thomas... Although you might already know, in any case, pleased to meet you!" Thomas nodded cheerfully, shaking Colin's extended hand, not picking up on the name's connection to a Prince.