Like when they came to Bracada a few years ago, this time when they returned to the Kingdom of Elasia, Moriarty and White also set off with the Doro caravan. However, their identities are no longer just free-rider passengers, but also as a caravan guard.

A week ago, when the Rodo Chamber of Commerce heard that Moriarty was about to return to China, the manager Franklin, who was already the president of the Blue Crystal City branch, came to the door and invited Moriarty and White to join the caravan that happened to return to Elasia at the same time. As for the reason, Franklin confessed frankly that the Doro caravan would transport a batch of high-value goods back to the country. Although the Chamber of Commerce had organized a powerful guard team in advance, the manager still felt uneasy, so he hoped Moriarty could join together and become the secret protector of this journey. Of course, according to industry regulations, Franklin would pay a sum of about 3% of the price of the goods to the other party as Moriarty's hard work fee.

After considering Franklin's sincere request, Moriarty agreed to the sincere request for the manager. It was not for the reward of thousands of gold coins, but because he consciously received the benefits of the Doro Chamber of Commerce in the previous matter of Huck's Burning Arrows. In addition, he had a good relationship with Franklin, so Moriarty was not stingy to lend a helping hand where he could help.

Sitting in the wide carriage specially prepared by the caravan, Moriarty was wearing his usual mage robe, closing his eyes and meditating. White was wearing heavy and strong steel armor, holding the Cauchykin spike shield in his hand, leaning against the wooden board at the front of the carriage, acting as a coachman. In the leather bag behind him, the lion-roaring long-range heavy-armored military crossbow was folded and fixed. In the inner bag of the other side, there were dozens of temporarily sealed magic crossbow arrows that were temporarily sealed were quietly "sleeping", waiting for the call of the bowstring.

More than ten meters behind the carriage, the Camaro Knight rode on a tall and majestic Rennes war horse, holding a huge long rifle over three meters in hand, and slowly squeezing the entire team. Every once in a while, his eyes would sweep across the back of the carriage ahead, intentionally or unintentionally, with inexplicable meaning.

As a powerful seventh-level knight, Camaro is not affiliated with the Blue Crystal Branch, but the headquarters of the Doro Chamber of Commerce specially sent to Brakada to ensure the safety of this cargo transportation mission. He also arrived with two other level five-level knights from the Chamber of Commerce. These three men, together with the nearly fifty-man guards organized by the Blue Crystal Branch, became a strong force to defend the caravan.

To be honest, Camaro had objected to the sudden joining of Moriarty and White. In his opinion, there were three intermediate knights and a squadron of low-level warriors and mercenaries. Such power was enough to make most thieves on the Hurricane Wasteland afraid of going forward, and there was no need to add a low-level mage of level but level 2 and his unidentified followers to the team. Moreover, as the captain of the guard team this time, Camaro really hoped to eliminate all uncertain factors and hidden dangers to ensure absolute stability within.

However, despite the powerful force of the seventh-level knight and the special status of the Chamber of Commerce headquarters, the highest person in charge of the caravan operation was Franklin. Faced with the repeated persistence of this manager with a deep background, Camaro finally had to choose to compromise. However, in his heart, the dedicated knight decided to put a considerable part of his attention on Moriarty and White.

Moriarty seemed to have never seen Camarona's strange gaze. As for White, he completely ignored it, and just kept focusing on protecting the mage's safety.

During the past few days, Moriarty and White were like the most ordinary free riders, quietly following the caravan's pace. Only when the caravan stopped and started camping in the evening every day, Moriarty would walk out of the caravan, chat and laugh a few times with Franklin and other caravan members who were familiar with them, and then dine and rest around the bonfire. After nightfall, Moriarty would return to the car to continue his meditation and reading.

"Captain Camaro, are you still worried about that person?" In the early morning, the Grant Knight who had returned from patrol retreated other night patrol soldiers, slowly walked to Camaro, who was still not resting, sat down "clang" by the bonfire, and asked in a deep voice.

"I can't say anything and I'm worried, I just pay more attention." Camaro retracted his gaze from the distance, glanced at the young knight opposite, and then poured out a cup of absin-the-mouth tea from the kettle hanging on the fire and handed it to the other party.

"Thank you." Grant said thank you and took it. He took a sip. A hot air immediately poured out of his body, dispersing all the cold air that was abnormally invading after the ice field entered the night.

"I heard that the mage was also an Erasian, and a nobleman. But he went to Brakada, who was in the snow and ice to learn magic. It was so strange." The young knight drank the absin't sip of the tea table in anger. His slightly distressed spirit couldn't help but be excited, and he continued to say with interest.

"Strange? Maybe. But there are always some strangers in the nobles, which is not rare. Anyway, these noble masters have territories and tenants working hard for them, and they just need to lie down and eat, drink, have fun, or have a fantasy." It can be said that the Camaro Knight's impression of the nobles of the Kingdom of Elasia is quite negative.

"Haha, these words are not easy to say in China, otherwise they will cause unnecessary trouble." Grant laughed and stopped the seventh-level knight's words.

"You should be careful." Camaro glanced at the other party, but stopped.

In the next few days, the itinerary of the Doro caravan was calm.

Starting from Lanjing City, walking along the south corridor, along the way through a large area of ​​ice field grassland that had just sprouted, and traveling to the southern foot of Feilencui Snow Mountain, then turn to the west, winding north along the foot of the majestic snow-capped mountain, and finally reach the south bank of the Sandos River.

In spring, it is the time when the snow water melts and the river water rises. Standing on the bank of the Sandos River and looking at the turbulent and roaring river water like a giant dragon, Moriarty felt a kind of unruly impulse of roaring with a magnificent heart and almost roaring.

"Haha, I'm finally back." Standing beside Moriarty, White yelled directly, took a deep breath as if he had enough time and smiled at the mage.

"Yes, several years have passed since the southward transition. I don't know how much Erasia has changed." Moriarty also smiled, and couldn't help but think of the long-awaited "Ivy" in his mind, the old housekeeper Hugo whose hair was white, and the baron's father who was always exquisite and calm.

"This solar term is not a good time to cross the river. Unfortunately, there is no way to do it, so I can only come hard." At this time, Manager Franklin smiled bitterly and walked to Moriarty's side.

"Are the ship ready?" Moriarty nodded slightly, greeted and asked.

"There have been sent to prepare in advance, and everything goes well. Finally, today is still good weather. It's early to arrive by the river. If we hurry up, we should be able to cross all the sun before the sun sets." The manager looked at the sun that was not high in the sky in the east, and then turned to Moriarty and said, "When you cross the river, it will be a hurricane wasteland. You will have to take care of it."

"Actually, with Camaro and three other knights here, I think the safety of the caravan should be guaranteed." Moriarty looked back at Franklin and suddenly smiled: "But I still feel a little curious. Why, uncle in charge, you must invite me to join the caravan? No matter how you say it, I am just a second-level mage. Even if something happens, my personal strength is extremely limited."

"This..." Franklin's smile froze slightly when he heard the other party's words. After hesitating for a moment, he still told the truth: "Sir Ensberg, although your profession level is not particularly outstanding at the moment due to his age, I have never doubted your strength. Moreover, in addition to being a mage profession, you are also a genius alchemist. In the past two years, many magic potions, props and 'cross arrows' produced by Earth Studio are the hottest products in Blue Crystal City."

"So that's it." Moriarty nodded with understanding when he heard the accent of the manager on the word "cross arrow".

Sure enough, Franklin was interested in the Armor-Breaking Series Magic Crossbow Arrows. However, because he had an agreement with the City Defense Force in advance, the Armor-Breaking Burning Arrows and Burning Arrows made by various alchemy studios, including Earth Studio, can only be sold to the official Blue Crystal City. Therefore, non-governmental organizations like the Doro Chamber of Commerce cannot find a way if they want to spend money to buy it.

Therefore, Franklin, who is well versed in human relations, would take the method of saving the country in a curve, and pull Moriarty, who happened to return home at the same time, to go on the road together. Since the real owners of the Armor Break Series are standing in the same trench with him, if something unexpected happens on the road at that time, Franklin does not believe that Sir Ensberg, who is of noble status, will not go on the road with enough self-defense weapons.

"I understand what you mean. If there is really a need, I won't stand by."

Moriarty was not disgusted with Franklin's somewhat suspicious behavior. In fact, ordinary interpersonal relationships are just about getting what they need, and it is even more so when dealing with merchants. Moreover, even if they don't join Doro's caravan, Moriarty and White are unlikely to really go on the road alone. They always have to choose a chamber of commerce to accompany them to walk with them to be the most convenient and quick. Therefore, from this perspective, Moriarty did not suffer any losses. If a group of thieves really attacked the caravan, it was just for his own safety, Moriarty would never sit idly by.
Chapter completed!