Food Reserves on the Dragon's Back

It was getting dark gradually, but the distance to the nearest village was still no less than ten kilometers away, so the caravan had to decide to spend the night by the river.

Silas helped the caravan members set up the tent, and then brought the food cooked by the caravan to Saranal, Saranal took a look and frowned in disgust: "It's oatmeal again? I don't eat this."

Silas said helplessly: "Don't be so picky about food. The caravan doesn't have much food left, and this is all they can provide. If you keep skipping food like this, Carlisle will worry about you."

"But why should I force myself to eat such an unpalatable thing just to make him feel at ease." Sarannar stood up and patted the dust on his knees, "I'll go to the woods, and I'll give it to you later Bring something to eat, too."

Silas sighed: "Well, be careful yourself, don't be found out."

Carlisle came to Silas with his share of food, and asked suspiciously: "Your mage companion didn't eat, is he really okay?"

"It's okay, he does this all the time, don't worry about him," Silas said.

"Often... But why do ordinary people often go on for a day or two without eating anything and still be so energetic? Your companion is not like an ordinary person." Carlisle said in a joking tone.

"He is a mage, and there are always some methods that we ordinary people don't know."

"That's right, acting with such a partner must always bring surprises and surprises, Mr. Silas." Carlisle suddenly said thoughtfully, "...Speaking of which, the name Silas has nothing to do with the so-called ' Dragon Slayer' is the same, and Dragon Slayer Silas also has red hair, what a coincidence."

"The correct pronunciation of my name is 'Seras', but most people can't pronounce it correctly, and I'm too lazy to correct it." Silas said casually, "And there are at least one-fifth of men in Andocia It's red-haired, what's the point of saying that?"

Carlisle smiled: "It's nothing interesting, I just suddenly felt it was a coincidence."

The owner of this caravan is Papa Miles, but his son Carlisle is in charge of most of the business. The caravan has had really bad luck recently. The last time it shipped four trucks to Amdo The territory of West Asia was completely robbed by orcs. The mercenaries they hired died and ran away. Even two caravan guys were killed by orcs.

Fortunately, the other party's target was only cargo, and when they saw them abandon their cars and run away, they gave up their pursuit. If they encountered the kind of orc headhunters who wanted to take their heads back to count their merits, they probably wouldn't even be able to save their lives.

Carlisle, who was still in shock, could only use the remaining money and the reputation he had established in business for many years to get a truckload of goods from some familiar merchants with half purchase and half credit. After re-accumulating a capital, he said that he would leave Andorcia, a place of right and wrong, and go to a safer country to open up new business routes.

After a trembling walk for a while, they rested and replenished at an inn in a small town. When asking the innkeeper for news, Carlisle accidentally mentioned that they were going to the city of Two Rivers in the west of Andorcia. The young man with hair came over to talk to Carlisle: "Are you going to Two Rivers? I'm afraid the road is not very peaceful. I don't think there is even a decent fighter in your team. Would you like to hire me to protect you?"

Carlisle took a look at him. This young man was in his twenties. He was tall and strong. He was wearing inlaid armor with a cloak. He had a long sword and a long dagger hanging from his waist. He looked like he could fight well. type.

As the leader of a caravan, Carlisle certainly wanted mercenaries, and the more the better.

Ever since the dragon clan left Andorcia, there was no power to resist the giant eagle knights of the orc race. Although the salvo of light ballistas could still deter the giant eagle knights, the number of ballistas was small and inconvenient to move. , where it was impossible to take care of both, the giant eagle knight flew over the city wall recklessly, and the defense line that had been stable for decades was breached in less than a year. Now, although the entire territory of Andorcia has not yet fallen, it has arrived. It is possible to see orcs anytime, anywhere.

Trading like them naturally became a high-risk thing. Although the large army of orcs is still choking with the human army, and has no time to pay attention to them, they may still be attacked by small groups of orcs or humans while walking on the road. Robbery by refugees.As a result, the mercenary industry has become very popular. Any messy person dares to come out to be a mercenary, such as the few guys hired last time whose combat effectiveness is not as good as a goose, and they run away when the situation is not good.

Carlisle, who has been doing business with his father since he was ten years old, didn't fail to see that they were useless. It's just that good mercenaries are hard to find. Even if they are willing to pay, it depends on luck. These people are useless, anyway. As long as they have an advantage in numbers, they can still frighten away most malicious people and orcs, unless they are unlucky like last time and encounter a large number of orc looters with strong combat effectiveness.

But the mercenary in front of him is obviously not comparable to those who pretend to be money. Carlisle dares to swear by his years of business experience that he is definitely a seasoned fighter, not the kind of rookie who can be hired with three or five gold coins, like this kind of mercenary. For a mercenary at the top level, one hundred gold coins is not too much for a trip - and this is definitely not a price that Carlisle can afford now.

Carlisle could only regretfully refuse, which surprised the other party: "Don't you have any dissatisfaction with me?"

"Of course not. I very much hope to have a bodyguard like you, but our caravan has just been looted by the orcs for a batch of goods, and the rest of the money is used to purchase the goods. I'm afraid we can't afford a decent salary."

After hearing this, the red-haired young man turned around and talked to a middle-aged man in a gray-brown cloak. Only then did Carlisle realize that he was with someone else, but the middle-aged man was too inconspicuous. Especially in a place like a hotel, it's easy to ignore him as the background.

"Remuneration is not a problem." After discussing with his companions, the red-haired young man said to Carlisle, "Because we are also going to Two Rivers City, if we go with you, we can take care of each other on the road. How about ten gold coins, the reward can be paid after your goods are sold."

"This gentleman is actually a mage?" Carlisle glanced at the low-key middle-aged man in surprise, and the other party gave him a gentle smile that was just right.

You must know that mages are a rarity on this continent. Most of them live in the tower of the great mage in Silver Brook City. It's not very powerful, but hiring a warrior like the red-haired youth for fifty gold coins is already a huge advantage. If you hire another mage, and you can sell the goods and pay later, it's like no money Giving away is just as tempting.

Although cheapness is often accompanied by traps, Carlisle didn't think there was anything wrong after thinking about it. The other party should indeed just be on the way, so he happily agreed without asking his father what he meant.

After hearing this, Papa Miles seemed more worried than he was. He always felt that there must be some kind of conspiracy behind the other party’s asking price so cheap, but Carlisle insisted that they had nothing good to do except a carload of unsalable goods that would be difficult to turn into money. Let others plot, but the caravan has no resistance at all now, and whether it can reach Shuanghe City alive is entirely dependent on luck. Although there are only two people on the other side, there should be no need to worry about encountering a small group of robbers with less than ten people Security issues again.

So they took the only two mercenaries on the road, and along the way, Carlisle quickly discovered that Silas was really a very good-tempered person, and he was also very hardworking. He often takes the initiative to help the few remaining guys with things like moving things and setting up tents. He is an impeccable good guy, but the mage named "Sarel" doesn't care about anything. Carlisle chatted with him once in a while, only to realize that this unattractive man was actually very knowledgeable.

Of the two of them, the mage is obviously the leader, and he has the final say on everything, and Silas, who is good-tempered and diligent, often helps him with things such as washing clothes and packing things, but the mage He also has a kind of flattering attitude towards Silas, which is particularly puzzling.

After a long time, the sensitive Carlisle gradually felt that apart from the strange way of getting along with each other, there were many unusual things about this pair of mercenary partners.

More than two hours later, when it was completely dark, Sarannar came back with a deer weighing thirty to forty catties on his shoulders, which he threw to the caravan to pack up and eat.

Then he came to Silas, and from an angle that others couldn't see, he took out some well-preserved berries and fruits from the space magic for him.

"Thank you." Silas accepted the kindness, biting the fruit and said to Sarannar, "Have you been a little low-key recently?"

"Ok?"

"Everyone is suspicious of you behind your back, a mage who can go without food for days, has great strength and can hunt." Silas couldn't help but said, "It's easy to fool you if you say you don't have an appetite and you can hunt. But like last time, the car fell into a pit, we can't push it if we can't push it, as long as we unload the goods on the car, it can be solved with a little more time, why do you want to intervene? Oh, and you lifted the car out with one hand, you can’t hide your whereabouts well like this, can you? Caravans are the easiest way to tell the anecdotes along the way.”

"Even if I can't hide my whereabouts, it's a matter between me and the Dragon Clan, so you don't need to worry about it?" Sarannar looked at him with a smile, "Or, are you caring about me?"

"...That's right, it's none of my business whether you were discovered or what happened." Silas turned his head and took a hard bite of a blue fruit as if venting his anger, but he almost lost his teeth.