Chapter 1446 418: The Fleeing "Nun" (Part 3)
Chapter 1446 418: The Fleeing "Nun" (Part 3)
Hearing this, Sarah's brow slightly furrowed. The mere humans dared to take the noble Lord Demon King as a caravan escort, which made her feel somewhat displeased.
Noticing Sarah's emotions, Luo Yan signaled her with his eyes to calm down, then turned to Thomas with a smile and agreed.
"No problem, just a helping hand."
He hadn't experienced the life of a caravan escort yet; it was an interesting experience for him, and caravans often hired experienced guides to lead the way, saving a lot of time from detours.
Seeing the Demon King agree, Sarah immediately had no objections, just like when the Demon King decided to experience being an adventurer.
Thomas breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and forced a smile of relief.
"Pleasure, doing business together!"
This young man was quite easy to get along with, but the guard next to him was really intimidating.
Especially with those unusual pupils, which reminded him of mixed blood demons.
Although the Church Court declared that those demons were also human, their veins still had demon blood, and thus, they were less favored by humans compared to beastmen with more obvious beast features.
Thomas didn't know why the Master Mage would hire someone from a marginal ethnic group excluded by mainstream society, but the Master Mage's eccentric taste was not something a mere mortal like him could criticize…
The deal was thus struck.
Most people in the caravan were excited about it, but a few loaders huddled together, sullenly complaining.
Someone passing by out of curiosity, asked.
"Someone helped finish your work, what's there to be unhappy about?"
Those few loaders gave him a nasty glare.
"Happy about what? We get paid per item!"
"That person waved his hand, and we earned several fewer silver coins!"
"Exactly! Couldn't these mages just stay obediently in their Mage Towers!"
"…"
Inside the carriage.
Taufu looked at Luo Yan gleefully, making that pfft pfft pfft sound of laughter, as if mocking him for doing a good deed and yet not receiving a good evaluation.
Poor guy.
Until this day, this little rascal still didn't realize her voice sounded like a pig snoring.
But Luo Yan didn't mind, nor did he remind her, just smiled faintly, then closed his eyes to enter meditation.
During this time, he'd been consciously strengthening his control over Magic Power and exploring the mysteries of the "Butterfly of All Things" in the Sea of Consciousness.
He believed that the gift from the Curator was not merely for the convenience of his travels; there must be other secrets hidden within.
For instance—
Ether.
If he could understand and utilize the existence of Ether, his grasp of Extraordinary Power would no doubt ascend to a new tier.
That is a presence closer to the essence of the universe than "Source Power."
After all, in the study of the Spiritual Domain, the Solipsi people, inheriting from the "Aus people," have advanced five more centuries on their own timeline.
To defeat Novel, he must comprehend the uncommon within.
While Luo Yan meditated quietly, Sarah silently guarded him from across and brewed a cup of Misty Snow Bud tea for him with the prepared gap.
The aroma of Misty Snow Bud tea aids meditation and concentrates the spirit in the Sea of Consciousness, as the Demon King once told her.
Although the lord might have forgotten it himself…
Time slipped away silently, and the caravan finally set off.
During this period, Thomas came near the carriage to ask for instructions once, but upon learning that Master Mage was meditating, he respectfully withdrew.
…
The convoy traveled for a day, and before dusk, the experienced Thomas chose a leeward side of a valley to camp.
Dozens of carriages formed a circle, creating a temporary bulwark. Inside the "bulwark," several bonfires burned brightly, dispelling the surrounding darkness.
The mercenaries hired by the caravan sat in a circle around the fire, drinking ale in large gulps, sharing wild rabbits stolen from the lord's woods, and bragging about their "heroic" deeds fighting snow wolves on the Northern Snowfield, making the atmosphere lively!
Luo Yan didn't disturb their 'elegant' pleasure, instead, he leisurely leaned against his comfortable carriage, reading quietly by the light of the bonfire, as if separated from this rough atmosphere by an invisible barrier.
The camp's atmosphere resembled a roaring furnace.
While Taufu was drooling over the roast wild rabbit on the bonfire, a commotion suddenly arose on the outskirts of the camp.
Everyone instinctively grabbed their weapons at hand, only to see a young girl in a black robe stumbling out of the darkness beyond the camp.
Her clothes were disheveled, hair messy, face full of tears and fear, like a rabbit chased by hounds all night long.
"Saint Sis above," a young mercenary swallowed and muttered excitedly, eyes raring to go.
It wasn't that he wanted to do anything wrong, quite the opposite; after suppressing himself the entire winter, he saw the opportunity to "save the damsel in distress."
That girl clearly needed help, and he happened to have the strength for it.
"Damn…" an older mercenary was not as optimistic, his murky eyes gradually showing a hint of gravity.
This girl might have escaped from Miss Lina's grasp…
As if confirming his suspicion, the girl stumbled over, casting a nearly pleading gaze towards the group.
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