Under the crimson veil, Nis, who was patrolling, saw a mercenary wearing a cloak staggering towards him.

　　 "Stop!"

　　 Out of duty, he stopped talking across the distance.

　　 The mercenary in the cloak was a little confused by his yelling, like a flustered "Ah", then turned and left.

　　Nice didn't care either. In his opinion, this was just a normal episode, and there was nothing worth paying attention to.

　　 The colleagues on duty also heard this "Ah" and couldn't help but stop and cast an inquiring look at Nice.

　　Nis shook his head, saying that there is nothing strange, and the colleagues did not speak any more, and the two continued to be on duty.

　　 After a short while, I don't know why, Nis suddenly felt drowsy.

　　 This is not surprising, after all, this time was his rest time in the past, and it was enough to boil with willpower.

　　 But this time, what is different is that, surprisingly, he didn't have the idea of ​​going through it, but his desire to fall asleep prevailed.

　　 "Well, if I was the only one on duty, that would be fine..."

　　 The vicious idea of ​​which "butler" came up with the double duty guard not only prevents the blind spot of the field of vision, but also prevents the guard's slack.

　　 Corresponding to this is a system of rewards and punishments.

　　 So Nice didn't dare to really fall asleep.

　　 As he struggled to fight his sleepiness, there were waves of slight snoring in his ears.

　　 turned his head and glanced with some surprise, he suddenly found that his colleagues on duty with him had fallen into a sweet dream for some time.

　　 pursed his lips, he turned his head back.

　　 Since this is the case, you don’t have to worry about being punished...

　　 His eyes closed, and within a moment, Nice snored.

　　 Hearing the "symphony" in the ear, the corners of Lucid's mouth in the shadow couldn't help but turn up slightly.

　　 ""Abetting" is getting more and more handy!"

　　More than that, even the curly-haired baboon has a faint feeling that a potion is about to be digested.

　　 The figure emerged from the air silently, his movements light and swift.

　　 Like a ghost coming and going without a trace, he quietly rushed onto the roof of the carriage.

　　 took out the dagger, he made a small mouth on the top of the carriage.

　　 This is the only place that won't be discovered right away.

　　 The sharp dagger cut the thick canvas, inevitably making a "tear" sound.

　　 But the two knights who slept like dead pigs obviously couldn't find them. They were all the same as the curly baboon imagined.

　　 In a short while, Lucid had already opened a small opening in the carriage where he could reach in.

　　 licked his lips, the curly baboon stretched out his paw...

　　 He had already observed it on the way when he came here. The carriage must be carrying something very heavy and heavy, and it couldn't stop making a toothy "creak" when it got up.

　　 Soon, his fingers touched the things carried on the carriage.

　　 This is a somewhat soft touch, a cold texture that is slightly harder than the skin.

　　 Curly-haired baboon's complexion began to change strangely. He was so familiar with this touch.

　　 grabbed a hand, and he looked at it in the crimson moonlight.

　　 This is clearly mud!

"this……"

　　 For a while, he was lost in confusion.

　　 At this moment, he keenly heard a different sound.

　　 opened the concealment decisively and disappeared into the dark night.

　　Nice rolled over and continued to fall asleep...

　　…………

　　 After a while, Lucid slowly emerged from the air in a secluded corner.

　　 squeezed the dirt in his hands, and he looked at it carefully with a puzzled face.

　　 From the perspective of color and taste, this is a small amount of ordinary soil.

　　 Lucid frowned and murmured:

　　 "It shouldn't be..."

　　 It doesn't make any sense or reason.

　　 According to his speculation, the things in this carriage should be precious metals or other important items. How could it be dirt?

　　 rolled his eyes left and right, he turned on "Spirit Vision".

　　In Lingshi, the mud in his hands still hasn't changed much.

　　The unbelieving curly baboon looked at the carriage again.

　　 There is still no spiritual brilliance on the carriage.

　　 scratching his head, the curly baboon muttered:

　　 "It's weird..."

　　 What are these people doing so much for transporting a cart of dirt?

　　Since the escorted cargo is dirt, what is the real goal of this mission?

　　 Curly-haired baboon couldn't help but cast his gaze on another carriage.

　　 In "Lingshi", he can see the aura of the fat "butler" in the carriage.

　　 There is nothing else.

　　 can't help shook his head. This seemingly fat man is definitely not a particularly important person, and he is not worthy of so much effort to protect him.

　　 Obviously, if he is important, then he cannot be unprotected last night, and that little lesson to him cannot be successful.

　　 What is this weird mission for? What is to be achieved?

　　 This question is like a shadow~lightnovelpub.net~ hangs over Lucid's heart.

　　 Vaguely, he has an ominous premonition.

　　 took a deep breath and shook his head abruptly. The curly baboon gave up thinking and chose to take a step and take a step.

　　 "I want to see what medicine these people buy in the gourd!"

　　 The next day, when it was light, the team of mercenaries and knights set off again.

　　 Except for the curly-haired baboon who got involved last night, who felt a little sleepy, most of the other mercenaries appeared to be full of energy.

　　 This is all because of the early rest last night.

　　 Lucid discovered a somewhat strange phenomenon:

　　 The people who lived in the tent last night seemed to be not as good as those who slept under the tree.

　　 Suspicious eyes swept across these people, and he raised his eyebrows.

　　 "Those who have girls in the team are justified, how can those who are all rough guys..."

　　 shuddered, he had a feeling of deep thought and fear, and he couldn't help but distanced himself from those people.

　　 "Hey, isn't it that the Loen Kingdom is relatively conservative? Why doesn't it seem to lose Intis at all..."

　　 shook his head, he began to look at some familiar surroundings, and he muttered:

　　 "It's almost Intis..."

　　 In front of the team, there is a rather steep valley, where the curly baboons have been.

　　 It’s just that he jumped from the mountains on both sides...

　　 When he thinks of the military camp, there is a vaguely lingering Luobei smell in his mouth...

　　 pursed his mouth, he vomited in his heart:

　　 "These are really unbearable days to look back."