The following day, the sun was rising, the darkness surrounding the forest slowly dispersing, revealing a ground full of brown grass inside it.

But no one of them cares as they began to pack their things; the mercenaries tried to dim off the campfire and folding their tents while readying their horses.

Unlike mercenaries, the soldiers clumsily folding their tents as many of them not accustomed live in the wilderness. Therefore the preparation takes a longer time than usual.

The sound of a chirping bird sounded outside the small window, waking up a lady lying in bed with her eyes closed.

Her eyes open, revealing big eyes and dense eyebrows. Her expression was dazed with she squinted her eyes, trying to remembering something.

As usual, Laura, who just wake up, wanted to clean the sofa and the rest furniture only became dumbfounded when she saw her young master's sleeping pose.

She smiled beautifully before fixing her young master pose and continued her job.

The time passed, and now the sunlight already penetrated the small window, shining on the face of a handsome boy. He opened his eyes, revealing a pupil magenta-like while staring at the room.

"Good morning, young master,

" Laura immediately came and greeted with her hands folding and band and placed on her belly.

"Morning,

" Desmond replied; he glances outside the window and found the trees on the street were moving, covered with slightly blur.

"Your breakfast, young master,

" Laura spoke, as she now held a tray of the plate, carrying various types of bread with a glass cup of tea.

Desmond shifted his attention and found his movement no longer stiff as he reaches one of the bread-plate. He nodded in satisfaction before taking a bite.

The day was peaceful when the carriages advance; there is no more attack from any creature nor bandit. The carriages also keep advancing as the sight of any village now where to be seen.

Along the way, Desmond often saw many wrecked carts coupled with some fresh blood on the path. Maybe because of the previous battle, Vesta did not care as he hastening the speed of carriages.

Passing the narrow path, Desmond leaning on the small window; with the only view from the right side, he can barely watch the passing trees and the passing bird on the clear blue sky.

As the carriages moving, day by day passed with the same view and only stopping when they lacked water. And now, fifteen days already passed, with this Desmond already adventuring outside the city for a month.

Spring 17, years 430,

The carriages stopped when they arrived in the front of the valley. From afar, one can see a majesty city standing with high walls surrounding it.

This valley has a narrower path, with the high rock surrounding it, making the sunlight hardly enter. From the look, only one carriage can enter the path while the rest can keep following, but it must give a distance, preventing any falling stone.

On the Vesta carriage, Vesta was seen discussing with the captain about this matter.

"How is the situation?

" From the look, Vesta seemed impatient as his brows furrowed, staring at his subordinate coldly.

After all, not only one, but almost twice, they failed his expectation. He already regrets bringing them on this journey.

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But if he began to recall the previous events, he sighed tiredly as he did not expect t this journey will become so difficult. Still, deep inside his small heart, there is a grain of hope left which is why he still trusting them until now.

"We already scouted the nearby area and found nothing; I tested the path, sending one soldier to across it. The result was the path is relatively safe; when the carriage enters, we can only warry about the falling stone.

" The captain gave the detailed report as his throat began to dry.

He peeked at his Guardian and found he frowned, which make his heart bleed; what did I wrong? I already spent so much effort, this is the best result I can give, sir! He cried inwardly as his brain began brainstorming the other possibility.

Shook his head, Vesta was disappointed when he heard the report from his subordinate. They still lacking in aspect of scouting, well, after all, they're freshman, he thought, now his body already reaching the door.

*click*

When he gets out, his eyes immediately narrowed at the sight of the valley. The valley it's so dark, but still, he can faintly see what is inside.

"Hmm... I remember, last time, the former Grandmaster already cleared this path; it should not be too dangerous,

" Vesta muttered as he began to inspect

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On the other hand, Desmond was seen observing the valley; his eyes squinted at the top of the valley and found nothing.

"Laura, prepare yourself; the enemy is lurking in the shadow,

" Desmond spoke, even he can't see the enemy, but the map that was given by system indication there is a lot of red dot around the valley.

Unfortunately, the map can' distinguish the difference between high and low ground, which makes Desmond can't determine the exact enemy location.

Then he shifted his attention toward Vesta and found him entering the valley,

" That old man.... with his strength there is no one can injure him, unless there is a high-rank beast suddenly appear.

" Desmond commented.

"Speaking of the beast, I suddenly realized, why there is still a lot of beast in this kingdom? Didn't Vesta say he already cleared most of them? If the Husk wolves and Dire Wolves, it can be acceptable, but it impossible for the Ogres.

"Looking from the size, where did it hide?

" Desmond pondered. Even he complains about them, he can't do anything about fate. He just arrived in this world, and there is an assassin waiting for him.

Now when he just wanted to try to feel the atmosphere of the outside world, there are Ogres, Husk Wolves, and Dire Wolves waiting for him.

Is there any magnet sticking in my body? Desmond cursed inwardly. If not for the mercenaries and Vesta himself ensuring his safety, he already in trouble right now. In the worst case, he was forced to flee back to the city and rearrange his plan.

Even so, he still happy; because of this encounter, he can try many experiments and gain many stats.

When Desmond was pondering, he came back to sense as his pupil began to shrink when he saw a boulder of rock falling from above.

"Guardian!

" At the same time, the soldiers shouted in terror, watching the sight of boulder rock slowly falling on their Guardian.

*boom*

Written by DragonKnov || Published on NovelFull

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