Sixth Ring Wizard

Chapter 90 Dragonspine Highlands

Helag asked the question out of genuine curiosity.

Robert asked in surprise, "Sir, how did you know it was me following behind that day?"

He remembered that he was quite far away that day, and he had hidden himself behind cover, so there was no way Hrag could have seen his face.

"Don't worry about that," Herag naturally wouldn't answer his question.

Robert thought about it for a moment. The mysterious man had many tricks up his sleeve, so it was normal for him to know it was him.

He began, "Normally, according to industry rules, I shouldn't say this. Even under torture, we must adhere to professional ethics. But since you've asked, sir, I will answer."

"The one who hired me to assassinate Josh was actually Earl Huen."

"Count Huen?" Herag was somewhat surprised but not entirely surprised by the answer.

Robert laughed and said, "I don't know what these nobles are thinking. What father would hire someone to kill his own youngest son? But as an adventurer, as long as they pay enough, I won't care about the reasons."

Herag nodded and said, "I understand. You can go back now."

"Take care, sir!" Robert bowed deeply and then gently closed the door behind him before leaving.

"Count Huen? It seems he's already chosen his successor. Now that he can live for several more decades, he probably doesn't need to choose anymore. No wonder he was so hesitant about the origin of the Vengeful Doll back then; he must have been afraid of it being exposed." Herag shook his head, no longer thinking about the noble family's affairs, and simply watched as a spectator.

Three days later, Miro personally visited and brought the necessary documents that Helag needed.

His new identity is called Geraint Logan, a down-on-his-luck nobleman from the countryside around Stormwind who became an adventurer after his family fell on hard times.

His trip to the Kingdom of Doris was to explore new opportunities and try his luck.

All official documents are available, and the identification is very detailed, so no one can tell that it is a forgery, which will save Hrag a lot of trouble.

Although Herag could enter the Kingdom of Doris through unconventional means, it's better to avoid trouble and stick to the normal channels.

He looked at the identification for a while, then looked up and asked, "Does this Geraint really exist? This identification is too real."

Milo laughed and said, "There will always be fools who will sell anything for money."

He just smiled and didn't say anything more, but Herag understood the meaning behind his words.

This Geraint is most likely no longer alive.

"No wonder this identification is so real, because it is genuine." Hrag didn't know what to say, and put the documents away.

To get things done, Milo would definitely kill Geraint. He didn't want Herag to have his identification documents, only to have someone else jump out and claim that he was the real Geraint, which would ruin Herag's plans.

For him, being able to please a mysterious figure would definitely be a good thing.

Therefore, killing a down-on-his-luck minor nobleman was a trivial matter to him, as long as he could help the mysterious man get things done.

Herag sighed inwardly: "Is this the fate of the weak? Lacking strength, they don't even know why they're dying. What does it matter to you if I destroy you?"

……

Three days later, on the main road of Dragon Ridge Highlands, a large caravan was slowly moving forward.

The caravan numbered three or four hundred people, including merchants, slaves, and guards.

There were about a hundred guards, some of whom wore uniform armor, and most of them came from powerful adventurer groups.

After all, a full set of standard armor is extremely expensive, and only elite members of powerful adventurer groups can afford to wear it.

There were about fifty guards in full armor, making up only a small portion of the total guard force.

The other guards were all dressed differently, and it was clear at a glance that they were a group of adventurers who had been walking on the edge of life and death for many years.

Large caravans like these often hire adventurers who are slightly weaker than powerful adventure groups, but are cheaper.

These adventurers have a crazy pursuit of making money. All the caravan needs to do is stand in the adventurers' hall and shout, and countless adventurers will volunteer and vie to join the caravan.

With more people, prices become easier to negotiate. Merchants never spend a penny more than necessary; they'll offer the lowest price they can.

Although the adventurer cursed the merchant's stinginess in his heart, he could only smile and show off how strong he was, how developed his muscles were, and how rich his past experience was, trying his best to perform.

If you don't put in the effort, you won't get this job. The competition among adventurers is too fierce; it's extremely competitive.

These large caravan orders are the most comfortable; although the price isn't high, it's still much better than ordinary missions.

Most importantly, large caravans rarely encounter danger; no foolish bandits would attempt to rob such a large caravan—that would be suicide.

Therefore, the security aspect has been greatly improved.

With both safety and good rewards, these adventurers naturally rushed to join.

This caravan is carrying a large amount of goods, all intended for resale from the Violet Kingdom to the Doris Kingdom. A single trip can yield a profit of six figures in gold coins.

However, the journey is long, and a round trip takes half a year. If some unexpected events occur on the way, the profit is hard to say.

Losses are inevitable; the only question is how much they occur.

It's generally not possible to lose everything. The only situation where everything is lost is when all the people in the caravan die or run away, which is a terrible tragedy.

Dragonspine Highlands is the only way between the Violet Kingdom and the Doris Kingdom. It has a high altitude and wide roads, so it can easily accommodate such a large convoy.

Herag lay on a bed in a carriage, beneath which was a fixed stove brewing coffee, the aroma of which filled the carriage.

His carriage was very well decorated inside, with the best features in every aspect.

The exterior of the carriage was very ordinary, and you could not tell at all that it was a luxurious carriage inside.

This was specially prepared for him by Milo; the exterior is plain because the most important thing when traveling is to keep a low profile.

Hrag's carriage was located in the middle of the caravan, and he had it all to himself.

The other members of the caravan had also heard of his identity and knew that he was a minor nobleman whose family seemed to be in a bad situation. So he prepared to go to the Kingdom of Doris to look for an opportunity to restore his family's glory.

Helag has been staying in the carriage these past few days and has rarely shown his face.

According to reports, it will take the caravan about a month to get through the Dragon Ridge Highlands, and there is still a long way to go.

After traversing the Dragonspine Highlands, it will take another two months to reach the border of the Kingdom of Doris; it is a long journey.

The scenery on the Dragon Ridge Plateau is very monotonous, with few tall trees and sparse vegetation.

The caravan's route was determined over many years, and there were water sources along the way to replenish supplies. Many wagons were filled with supplies to cross the Dragonspine Highlands. After descending the highlands, they could replenish their supplies again and continue their journey.

(End of this chapter)