Strength 99999 but the Holy Sister

Silvers rode up to Aisha and the others and said.

"By the way, have you ever been to the North?" Silbaz glanced at the gray deer beneath Grace. "If I'm not mistaken, that gray deer is a rare and fine breed. Only Helansis Butana has the conditions to tame it."

And the price is not cheap - the gray deer is actually a subspecies with monster blood in a sense.

"My friend is a bit quiet, please forgive me," Aisha said. She could see that Silvers was curious about Grace, but she didn't plan to introduce her too much. "But speaking of the North, unfortunately, I've only been there once and rushed back a short time later. Besides, she hasn't been there either—this might be my first official trip to the North."

Elsa said, glancing back at Charlie.

As for the others, they are either vampires living in the North, or witches who crossed the North to come here.

"I see. No wonder I haven't seen you before—there aren't many adventurers like us traveling between the North and the West, and almost everyone knows each other."

Silvers stopped looking at Grace because he found that Grace was staring at him, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

"In short, you have four people who have had experience living in the North, which is enough. I believe your strength can make up for the lack of experience. Well, enough small talk. I just came here to confirm, and I mean no offense. The plains are still a long way to go, and the monsters recently are a bit unruly. The right flank is in your hands, so please be careful. If you need any help, you can find me over there. We have prepared enough warm clothes, fire stones for warmth, and delicious wine. I hope you enjoy this journey. May the goddess bless you and me. Farewell."

"Goodbye."

Silbaz rode to the other side of the caravan, and soon, Silbaz's voice was heard again.

"Hurry up, we have to find the next camp before sunset!"

“Try harder!”

"Ooh!"

The caravan quickened its pace and moved forward in the rain.

"We are currently located slightly lower than the plains. If the rain continues or turns to heavy rain until tonight, we will have to sleep in the mud at night."

Tricia joked - she recalled some of her memories of her travels after a long time. In the beginning, she knew nothing except that she was good at magic, and she suffered a lot along the way. She complained a lot at that time, but now when she thinks about it, it has become a precious past.

Elsa looked towards the horizon. Although there was a curtain of rain, she could still see the bright sunshine beyond the gloomy sea of ​​clouds. The monsoon did not seem to be heading towards a storm, but the continuous rainy days still gave the adventurers a headache.

……

At night, the rain stopped and the caravan chose a higher place to set up camp.

The caravan was quite dull during the day, but became lively at night - some people were preparing food around the fire, some were chatting, and some were drinking a little wine. They took turns to patrol at night, and now it was Sirbaz's people who were doing it.

The magic evaporated the remaining water stains on the clothes, and Elsa pulled her hair back into a simple ponytail.

She sat on a few logs, a small fire in front of her, a pot on top. Elsa was stirring the fire and adding some seasonings to the pot. For a silver adventurer, spices were expensive, but not unaffordable.

Elsa buried a beggar's chicken in the fire, which was maintained by magic and firewood, while the braised fish in the pot was bubbling - but the seasoning was disastrously insufficient, so it couldn't be considered authentic.

Tricia and Charlie sat on Elsa's left and right. They didn't understand what Elsa was doing, but they knew that what was coming out of the pot would be absolutely delicious.

Alman and Becky, on the other hand, looked very strange. They were very hungry. Having been feeding on blood for years, they had little desire for human food. They could only fill their stomachs with the almost stinking blood of animals that had been prepared in advance, which was really torture.

What was even more torturous was that they had to sit opposite Elsa in order to pretend - Alman was sweating profusely, and he almost went crazy every time he met Elsa's deep eyes.

Grace, on the other hand, was sitting far away alone—she was taking care of her gray deer and sitting there in a daze.

"So traveling with a caravan is so lively at night."

Charlie was very curious about everything in front of her. Although she was an adventurer, she rarely left Weilin Town and had never accepted any commissions such as escort.

She found everything so interesting.

"It's just like that today. Since the caravan hasn't strayed far from Dammas Fortress, there are very few bandits or monsters on the plains here, so we can relax a bit. If any foolish people start a disturbance here, the soldiers, eager for glory, won't miss such a great opportunity."

Tricia kept watching Elsa, who was preparing dinner, with a faint smile on her face.

"Oh, it really won't be easy," Charlie said with a sigh, a hint of regret. "So this is what Silverbaz meant by 'the last place where I can relax and unwind'?"

At this time, Elsa dispelled the magic, opened the lid of the pot, and boiling hot steam with an enticing aroma wafted out.

"Is this really grilled fish? It looks so delicious—"

Charlie was stunned. As a vampire, she no longer had much desire for human food, but she could not resist Elsa's temptation, no matter in which aspect.

"It seems a bit greasy. Have you really grown rusty? Grease is a woman's enemy... You should eat more fruits and vegetables. But, I'm usually very careful anyway, so it's okay to eat it occasionally."

Elsa seemed to be in a good mood. While muttering to herself something difficult for others to understand, she served a bowl to each person and handed it to them. Alman's hands were shaking when he took the bowl, but Becky was the first to exclaim "Wow, it's delicious!"

"Thank you very much..."

Alman smiled, but Aisha didn't care.

"It's delicious, Alman, seriously, you should try it!"

Becky spoke greasy words to Alman - for Becky, Alman was the only one of the same tribe here. Although she didn't like Alman's weird personality, she preferred to talk to Alman than to others.

But Alman gave her a look of contempt. In his eyes, Becky, who was defeated by human food, was undoubtedly...

"Hmm? What is this? What on earth is this!?"

After taking a bite, Alman began to hate his own weak willpower. While hating himself, he emptied the leftovers in the bowl.

As the beggar chicken hatched, the people in front of the fire uttered more exclamations.

Charlie and Tricia leaned on Elsa, one on each side, and sipped the food with relish. Tricia did it to savor the delicious taste - that's what she convinced herself, while Charlie simply liked being close to Elsa.

"wait for me."

Elsa said, standing up with the bowl in hand, she walked out of the range of the firelight and came to Grace.

"Eat something."

Elsa handed the bowl to Grace. Grace kept her head down with her hood on. Elsa couldn't see her expression, only her fair cheeks.

"you……"

Grace was visibly stunned, but quickly lowered her voice.

"Huh, are you looking down on me?"

Aisha saw that she was holding a pitiful piece of dry food in her hand, with several bite marks on it.

Aisha handed the bowl to her and said, "Just take it when I tell you to."

After saying that, Elsa took the dry food from Grace's hand, took a bite, and tasted it seriously.

Grace was stunned, apparently still in shock.

"It's dry," Elsa commented. "It's not very tasty."

As she spoke, Elsa passed the dry food to the gray deer beside her. The gray deer smacked its lips and ate with relish - after all, it was a reindeer that was a hybrid of a monster, so it was not very picky about food.

"you!……"

Grace wanted to say something, but swallowed it back.

"Even so, don't even think of asking me to thank you—you unruly, filthy nun!"

Grace's hoarse voice was filled with stubbornness. She took the bowl in a huff, but as a wisp of fragrance wafted up, her nose moved unconsciously and she swallowed subconsciously.

Her stomach growled.

Awkwardness filled the air.

Elsa saw Grace's cheeks begin to turn red and couldn't help but smile, which made Grace lower her head even more.

"I'm not breaking the rules. I know what you want to say, but you may have made a mistake. There's no rule that says nuns can't be close to women. Besides, I hope you can pretend a little - those two vampires are much more dedicated than you."

Elsa waved her hand and turned away.

"Please enjoy your meal. I'll call you when it's time for patrol tonight."

After saying that, Elsa returned to the fire.

Only then did Grace turn her head to glance at Elsa, then lowered her eyes with a complicated expression to look at the hot bowl in her hand. She pursed her lips, the hunger in her stomach boiling.

She had never seen this kind of "grilled fish" and "grilled chicken", but she had to admit that the moment she smelled the scent, her saliva began to be secreted vigorously - she knew that her sense of smell and stomach had surrendered, and she was the only one who was still holding on.

After hesitating for a moment, Grace started eating in small bites.

As soon as she put the food in her mouth, Grace was stunned. She couldn't help but secretly glanced at Elsa again. Seeing that Elsa didn't look at her, she began to eat it carefully.

……

night--

Elsa sat by the fire, reading a book by the firelight, stirring the fire from time to time or adding a piece of dry firewood.

Elsa didn't feel the cold, but Charlie and Tricia needed it.

Tricia rested her head on her thighs, Charlie leaned on her shoulder, and both of them fell asleep - they did not go into the tent, after all, the ground was very wet after the rain, and the tent was not very comfortable.

Elsa's side became their resting place.

Becky went into the tent alone. Vampires didn't really need to rest, but she didn't want to sit face to face with Elsa all night - the tent was a good choice.

Alman was assigned to patrol and keep watch at night.

Only Grace was sitting alone far away, snuggling with her gray deer - there was no fire, so she seemed to be relying on her deer for warmth.

……

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295. Territorial Boundary

The sunny weather did not last long, and it started raining again the next evening.

The rain got heavier and the wind got stronger, and it continued until the third day.

"What bad luck! It was fine a few days ago, why is it raining all of a sudden?"

someone complained.

"Ha, isn't that the way it is this season? It's not your first time running this way, just get used to it."

The adventurers relieved their boredom by chatting.

Elsa rode on her horse, looking at the rugged road ahead from under her hood. She used magic to hold up the rain curtain and took out a map. In two days, they left the plains and came to a yellowish slope, reaching the border of the Danmas territory.

The heavy rain made the already sparsely vegetated ground become full of mud, and the gullies gathered into streams of muddy water. The rain curtain blocked everyone's view.

"Follow closely! No matter what happens, keep an eye on your horses first!"

Silvers's powerful voice came from behind.

Elsa checked the map to confirm her location - it had to be said that the map of this world was as "rough" as ever, and could not be compared with the high-precision maps drawn through satellite surveys in her previous life. The map of this world could only give some general features of the territory, and the directions were not very accurate. If a traveler wanted to travel alone relying entirely on the map, then he would definitely find local people every once in a while to ask and reconfirm his location.

The map in Elsa's hand was obtained from Sifreya. It was marked with a lot of information and notes. This map was very valuable on the market. Some people would hand-draw maps according to their own needs. Such maps were "full of personality" and very abstract. It would be difficult for anyone other than the person himself to understand them.

It's like the treasure map in some storybooks, except there's no treasure.

Elsa checked the map and looked into the distance. The sky was dark and a forest was visible at the end of the rain. She thought that the border area of ​​the Seyavis territory was ahead.

An adventurer carrying a crossbow appeared from the rain and rode his horse to the back of the team. He was a "pathfinder". People like them were responsible for leading the way and guarding the team, riding the fastest and strongest horses of the caravan. If there were groups of monsters or dangerous terrain in front of the caravan, the "pathfinder" would have to pass the news back.

For example, now, this pathfinder has obviously discovered something.

Sure enough, it wasn't long before Silverbaz's voice was heard: "The road ahead is a bit difficult to travel. Tighten the convoy! Everyone slow down! - Guys in front, keep your eyes open and avoid those puddles!"

After all, it's not a main road, and the terrain here is not very convenient for travel, but as long as you are careful, it's not a big problem.

Aisha deeply felt how inconvenient it was to live in an era without a well-connected transportation network.

Charlie followed Elsa, keeping a vigilant eye on the surroundings. After more than two days of boring travel, and coinciding with the continuous rainy season, the excitement, curiosity and anticipation she had when she first arrived had long since disappeared. The boring journey and humid air made Charlie lose interest.

Xia Li was just like her little niece in her previous life. Whenever she went on a car trip, she would lean against the car window and look around excitedly at first, but she would soon get tired and bored.

Maybe that's how it is for girls of this age.

"If I were those bandits, a place like this would be best attacked by surprise. In a place like this, even if the horses wanted to run, they wouldn't be able to. If I combined it with thunderstorm magic, I could stop the entire caravan in an instant."

She muttered, glancing behind her with some boredom.

On rainy days, some magic becomes more problematic in various ways. Although the caravan certainly has prepared countermeasures, the horses will undoubtedly panic. That's why Silverbaz repeatedly emphasized "keep an eye on the horses."

In fact, if you want to rob a caravan, the most common way is to start with their horses. Without horses and in the wilderness, it will be very convenient for the horse bandits to advance, retreat, or harass the caravan.

“It would be best if we could reach our destination safely.”

Aisha said with a smile.

Charlie's intuition and judgment as an adventurer were not wrong. This area was a good place for an ambush.

Elsa looked around and didn't find anything wrong, but seeing how cautious Silbaz and his men were, Elsa had to show some support.

Otherwise, wouldn't it seem too casual?