Sixth Ring Wizard

Chapter 91 Attack

Helag's coachman was a slave hired temporarily from the caravan. His name was Ed, a man around thirty years old, rather thin, but very experienced in driving.

Helag was quite satisfied with his driving skills; the journey was relatively smooth.

Ed was a rather quiet man, always driving the carriage silently. He wouldn't speak unless called by Herag.

He had a brand on his face, a mark of slavery.

Herag paid the caravan ten silver coins to hire Ed to drive him for three months.

Of course, not a single one of those ten silver coins would end up in Ed's pocket.

These slaves were merely objects, and objects have no property of their own.

As darkness fell, the caravan ceased its journey.

One by one, the carriages began to adjust their positions, forming a defensive fortification, and Hrag's carriage was no exception.

The caravan members lit seven or eight bonfires, set up pots on them, and began cooking to provide food for everyone.

The entire caravan ate dry rations at noon and only had hot food in the evening.

Herag also ate food provided by the caravan, and his wagon and spatial ring were stocked with water and food.

These are all for emergencies. If something happens to the caravan, these foods and water can sustain us for a while.

Half an hour later, Hrag received his dinner: stewed potatoes with smoked meat and half a smoked fish.

This is considered good food; even the food cooked by caravans is divided into different grades.

Those who paid for the food in Hellagur ate the best, while the adventurers ate less well.

Ed's slaves ate even worse; they were fed leftovers mixed together, and from several days ago—basically swill.

There were actually quite a few nobles in the caravan, and these nobles disliked the caravan's food, often leaving a lot of food uneaten.

The caravan was very frugal, wasting no food at all, and collecting the leftovers to feed the slaves.

After finishing his meal, Hrag returned to the carriage to continue studying the knowledge about Deep Blue storage.

He has recently been reading some histories of magic, but there are still too few direct records about ancient magic, so he can only learn more from some historical records.

After Deep Blue scanned and recorded the ancient magical stone tablet, it was ready to begin content analysis.

However, performing analysis requires consuming one's own magic power. We are currently on a long journey and must maintain our condition at all times, so we certainly cannot consume a large amount of magic power.

The analysis of the stone tablet's contents and the experimentation with the potion recipes can only begin after I arrive in the Kingdom of Doris.

The climate in the Dragon Ridge Highlands is extremely harsh; the sun beats down during the day, making your skin itchy, and the temperature drops sharply at night.

Herag was still using the blanket that Lillian had given him; it was quite suitable for the weather.

Late at night, Herag closed his eyes and meditated. The seventh star in his mind was solidifying, and he estimated that it would take about two more months to complete the meditation.

As night deepened, the surroundings became exceptionally quiet.

No one has lived on the Dragon Ridge Plateau for long periods, and there are very few animals. At night, it is completely quiet.

The area where the caravan was located was brightly lit, with several campfires burning continuously throughout the night. The night watchmen warmed themselves by the fires to ward off the night's chill.

The next morning, as soon as it was light, the caravan prepared to set off, and the surroundings became noisy.

They must make the most of the daytime and leave Dragonspine Highlands as soon as possible.

It's September now, and the Dragon Ridge Highlands could see snow at any time during winter.

Snow usually starts falling in October, but if there is abnormal weather, heavy snow may block the mountain passes in September, which would be dangerous.

Fortunately, there are no such signs yet.

The caravan had been traveling safely in the Dragon Ridge for twenty days, and the journey had been smooth. In about five more days, they would be able to leave this region.

The caravan moved slowly through the thick white fog.

Since the trail is clearly marked and there is only one road on the Dragonspine Highlands, there is no need to worry about getting lost due to the white fog obstructing your view. Just keep walking along the main road.

Herag was lying in the carriage, resting with his eyes closed, when he suddenly opened them.

Deep Blue's environmental detection didn't reveal anything unusual, but Hrag heard some unusual sounds.

After traveling for so many days on the Dragonspine Highlands, Herag was already very familiar with the sounds around him.

But then he heard the sound of horses' hooves in the distance, and quite a few of them.

The caravan remained calm and continued on its way as usual, clearly unaware of any unusual noises.

After a while, as the sound of horses' hooves grew closer, a voice suddenly rang out from the front: "Enemy attack!"

That's Kalim's voice. He's the leader of the Putis Adventurer's Guild, the one whose members are all clad in full armor.

He commanded all the guards of the caravan, and all the guards had to obey his orders.

Of course, this is only in theory; adventurers are notorious for being disobedient and preferring to act according to their own ideas.

Kalim possesses strength approaching that of a Grand Knight and could take that crucial step at any moment.

It is said that he was born into a noble family, but instead of enjoying the comforts of his own territory, he preferred to venture out and explore.

He treated his adventurers very well, providing them with far superior care compared to ordinary adventurers, as evidenced by their full suits of armor.

With both money and power, Kalim's reputation grew, and he frequently received large contracts, such as this escort mission.

Kalim was the first among the caravan's guards to hear the sound of horses' hooves in the distance.

He made a quick decision, immediately identifying it as an enemy attack, and ordered the convoy to begin constructing defensive fortifications.

Kalim divided the other adventurers into several teams, each led by a member of their own adventurer's group.

After he issued the warning, the members of the adventurer's group immediately directed their adventurers to line up the carriages one by one, defending against the direction of the sound of hooves.

The defensive formation was quickly set up, and the guards gathered around the carriage, holding various weapons and keeping a close eye on what was ahead.

The elderly, the infirm, the disabled, and nobles who were unable to fight were placed in the rear to avoid battle.

Hrag and Ed were behind them, lying on a slope, with a smoked fish in his mouth, chewing slowly.

He wasn't planning to go to war; he had paid for it himself, even though it was Miro's money.

But they are still consumers, after all. What kind of boss would personally go to the battlefield after paying money?

A few minutes later, although the white mist still blocked everyone's view, everyone could hear the rapid sound of horses' hooves.

The sound of horses' hooves thundered like war drums, striking everyone's hearts, and everyone's face was grim.

The sheer volume of hoofbeats suggests that the other side is likely an army.

Only an army could afford to equip itself with so many horses; it's impossible for any bandit in this place to have such formidable strength.

(End of this chapter)