Chapter 82 - Response (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

A few soldiers were strictly guarding the main tent. Those serfs that were fortunate enough to escape had been brought to that tent.

Apart from Knight Philip who was required to maintain order on the outside, the rest of the leaders of the camp were gathered here.

The two injured serfs were placed on a soft cushion because their arms and backs had suffered claw injuries of differing severities. Furthermore, the injuries were corroded by some decaying power; thus, these new injuries had already started to severely fester. It was fortunate that the camp had a druid. Pittman was using a combination of his concocted medicines and druidic magic to cure the wounded. These two unlucky serfs had therefore managed to preserve their lives.

The other two serfs who weren’t injured stood in front of Gawain while trembling. Fear had entrenched in their hearts, and even after they escaped back to the safety of the camp, they were still unable to keep their bodies from shivering… In any case, they were people who had survived a disaster just a few months ago. They were still able to preserve enough courage to finish speaking.

“After—After entering the mountain and walking west… At the intersection. Monsters. Those blood-red demons, there were several of them. We merely faced them, and they rushed at us!” One of the serfs trembled as he spoke, “We ran desperately but Tocque was caught by the monster… and stopped moving in just a few moments.”

Knight Byron who stood beside Gawain was obviously very unhappy with such a disorderly report. He frowned and asked, “What is the exact number of ‘several’? Where exactly is the intersection after walking west? If those monsters were so agile, how were you able to escape?”

When the two serfs were questioned by the ‘lord knight’ in such a stern tone, they got a fright and started panicking. Gawain immediately interrupted, “Don’t ask in that tone. If they get nervous, they won’t be able to speak clearly… The two of you, relax a little and tell me how you escaped?”

The two serfs took a glance at one another before one of them swallowed his saliva and replied, “In the beginning, those monsters didn’t seem to notice us. They were just—just wandering on the mountain path. When we started running, they suddenly chased us. The mountain path is narrow, and those monsters had been jammed up by the rocks, allowing us to escape…”

“How many monsters did you encounter? Try to be exact.” Heidi followed up with another question.

“Three— no, four.” The other serf put out his fingers. “We only saw three, but when they chased us, there were four.”

“It also means that you only saw a part of the group.” Heidi analyzed while looking at Gawain with a worried expression. “The actual numbers might be more.”

“Wandering…” Gawain pinched his chin while his brows were locked tightly. His heart was viewing the ‘Planet Anomaly Reading’ that was collected by the satellite vision over two days. There wasn’t any increase in alerts on the Planet Anomaly Reading, nor was there any emerging magic phenomenon. Why did those monsters appear? Where did they come from?

At this moment, the little old man Pittman had just finished the spell to heal the injured. He stood up and let out a long breath. “These two individuals are fine now… After drinking my concocted medicine and using the druid’s Purify spell, what’s left is just self-recuperation. As long as they don’t get infected again, they will be fine after a few days.”

This fellow might normally be freeloading in the camp, tricking people with fortune-telling, and selling a bunch of useless medicines, but his druid skills were genuine. Especially at such a time, Gawain was glad that this fellow was around, so he gave a sincere nod and said, “Thank you for the trouble.”

“Don’t say that. We have a friendship of wages. Saying that it is trouble will be hurtful to the money.” Pittman waved his hand and added, “But I need to inform you that I can cure these two individuals’ injuries, but I cannot do anything about the panicking hearts of the eight hundred individuals on the outside. These four had cried out for their fathers and mothers when they were running back. These two injured individuals shouted even louder. Right now, the entire camp might already know of this matter…”

Gawain took a deep glance at this seemingly unreliable old man and couldn’t help but thank him again.

Pittman didn’t need to remind him of this matter.

“Heidi, go and make arrangements. All scouting and harvesting work outside the camp will be suspended. Those operations within the camp will continue as normal. Food will also be distributed as normal. Maintaining order is the first priority. Knight Byron, lead your men and strengthen the patrols… Polish the armors and weapons brighter, and also inform Knight Philip to equip the newly recruited militia too.”

After giving the instructions to the camp, Gawain turned to look at Amber. “You…”

Amber didn’t wait for Gawain to speak and already made a ruckus. “If I said I wasn’t going, would you use your large sword and slam me to the wall?”

“Yes, and I will do it to the extent that you will never fall off the wall.”

Amber curled her lips and said, “Alright, then I shall go.”

“I’m not finished yet.” Gawain then stood up and said, “I’ll go with you.”

Amber widened her eyes in surprise, while Heidi quickly said, “Ancestor, you should be staying in the camp… If you hastily go and investigate those monsters, wouldn’t it be it too—”

“Too what?” Gawain turned to look at Heidi and commented, “Is it because I have been drawing diagrams here for too long that all of you forgot what I did seven hundred years ago?”

Everyone in the tent winced before they suddenly recalled this ancestor’s combat strength…

During this period of time, Gawain had been sheltered in the tent, drawing designs and plans, and researching the strange ‘alchemy formula’. They had almost forgotten this ferocious person’s profession back then… He was a professional at fighting monsters at the kingdom’s borders!

It was fortunate that Gawain didn’t tell anyone the truth about his ‘decline’. Right now, it had an effect… as long as Gawain stood up, the people by the side would somehow be filled with a kind of confidence…