Entering the Plains
“Of course, the reason we formed this alliance was for that purpose!”
George stated loudly.
“We’ve already discussed this with the other traveling parties. We will swap positions with them so that our Furze Alliance can occupy a few carriages that are close to each other! We’ve also gotten the permission from the black robes!”
“Furthermore, us noble males will take turns being guards to protect the carriages! Of course, this is with the caveat that we are merely assisting the black robe Knights. As for the beautiful ladies, the logistics and cleaning duties will be up to you!”
“As for the weapons, you guys also do not have to worry. We’ve already made our preparations and even got hold of a crossbow!”
George called out his plans.
The youths of the alliance all began talking amongst themselves, and after some discussion, most were in favour of this plan.
“Okay, we agree!”
As for the position of the captain of the guards, it was inevitable that George would take that position. Striking while the iron was hot, George began to hand out some missions.
The feast continued afterward, but it was clear to see that most of the enthusiasm in the crowd had long since been lost.
“Originally I had planned on giving you a cross blade, but it seems there is no longer any need now!”
George held up his cup as he walked towards Leylin, pointing at the sword hilt fastened at his waist.
“Is it true that every single time a Magus troop enters the Great Plains, there are many deaths?” Leylin asked.
“Of course, the best case scenario is that only one or two will die, but there have been times where at least ten have perished!” George shrugged his shoulders. “Otherwise why else would I spend so much money and energy in order to establish an alliance that would be dissolved when we reach the coastline?”
“Wherever you plant a seed, there will be some form of profit to be had!” Leylin laughed.
No matter what, as long as everyone grouped together, then their odds of survival would increase. And any of the surviving acolytes would definitely hold some goodwill towards George and his family. As long as one of these acolytes were to become a Magus, then the returns would be great.
But even if there were no survivors, it wasn’t a big loss to him, either way, right?
“Aside from your swordsmanship, your intelligence has really impressed me!” George’s eyes sparkled. “The things I did were all things that my father told me to.”
“Well then, are you willing to help me?” George extended his hand.
“As you wish!” Leylin laughed, linking his hand to George’s.
……
Leylin’s reply to George’s request wasn’t an impulsive one. In fact, he had made this decision after careful deliberation.
With regards to the hidden dangers in the plains, he wasn’t very knowledgeable about it. So joining hands by cooperating would be a decent proposal.
Huuuuu
The cold wind descended upon the group and hit them in the face like knife blades. With each breath drawn, Leylin could smell the fragrant smell of grass.
“It’s already been 15 days since we’ve entered the Great Plains of Death!”
Looking back at the carriages, Leylin could see some traces of damage on it, causing him to feel quite gloomy.
The marks on the carriages were three different lines linked into one as if it was created by a single claw.
“The Great Plains of Death have dangers that even normal humans or even Preparatory Knights would have trouble with!”
After entering the plains, although the black and white robed lords had increased the number of patrols, and for the acolytes to band together, there had still been some casualties.
The marks on the carriages had been caused by a pack of plain direwolves. The very moment they had arrived, the carriages had suffered a siege.
Although there hadn’t been any deaths, the pack of plain direwolves had nearly pushed over the carriages and damaged it, giving Leylin a deep impression of them.
From that moment onwards, the students didn’t dare to camp outside and all tried to sleep in the carriages! But even with that, there had still been some casualties.
Leylin’s face grew dark.
Although the black-robed Knights were guarding them, some of the youngsters still needed to go out to take care of their bodily needs. Alas, within the danger-filled Great Plains of Death, that meant danger.
One youth had been bitten by a poisonous insect the very moment he stepped off the carriage and died.
“According to the calculations of the A.I Chip, the poison of the insect would corrode the brain within 13 seconds. There was not enough time for medical help, and even the few white-robed Magus could only watch the youngster die…”
After that incident, the students would get off the carriage only when absolutely necessary. However, due to the small size of the carriage and the sheer number of people squeezed inside, the smell within was certainly unpleasant.