Gron didn’t know the true extent of Gauss’s power, but seeing the confidence on the man’s face before him, he instinctively chose to believe.
Perhaps he himself was synonymous with miracles, the legendary chosen one.
Otherwise, how do you explain that just two years ago he was a hunter struggling to make ends meet, and now he’s already the leader of an adventure group?
At least in his understanding, achieving this goal wouldn’t be possible in just two short years.
"Then I’ll leave it to you."
The commission was thus confirmed.
Next, the entire Red Dragon Team moved into full force under Gauss’s command.
Squad Two and Squad Three mounted swift horses to escort the beast-drawn wagon, leaving Gray Rock Town amidst farewells from numerous townspeople.
Not far away, a few members of the Gray Wolf’s Fang Adventurer Group witnessed this scene and looked at each other.
"We’re both adventure groups, how come we didn’t receive such a welcome?"
"I don’t know!"
Not only did they not enjoy such a reception, but instead their actions in the town were restricted.
Just because a few members from other squads had clashed with other adventurers in the bustling market area, accidentally injuring a few ordinary civilians.
It’s said that afterwards, even their leader was invited by the local guild’s president for a tea meeting.
Only after the leader pledged to keep his subordinates in check and paid a significant sum in compensation to the injured was the matter temporarily put to rest.
Clearly, Gray Wolf’s Fang is the veteran adventure group in Farlim, whereas the Red Dragon Team is just a gathering of rookies, right?
It’s truly baffling.
...
After leaving Gray Rock Town, the road became unobstructed.
Gauss, this time, did not leave the team to proceed alone to the area around Black Water Town.
Unlike the path when they came, this journey to Black Water Town would indeed encounter dangers, and the probability was not low.
There’s no need to rush just for the sake of gaining a two or three days’ lead.
Inside the carriage.
Gauss and a few others were occupied with their own matters to pass the time.
Ivan was panting heavily.
"Are you okay?"
Although the voice was gentle, Gauss’s hearing was exceptionally strong, so he heard it clearly.
He had to put down his book and turn his head to look at him with concern.
"Me? Leader, I’m fine."
Sitting next to Gauss, Ivan’s blood flow surged, appearing very excited.
He didn’t usually ride in the wagon with Gauss, let alone this time, as they were going to battle together.
He felt that his skills were finally going to be put to good use.
"Really. Serdur, could you check Ivan?"
Ivan was about to say it wasn’t necessary, but Serdur had already placed his hand on Ivan for a physical check-up.
Feeling the disturbance in Ivan’s bloodline, a flash of comprehension appeared on Serdur’s face.
"Gauss, it’s nothing, Ivan’s just too excited."
He gave Ivan an understanding look.
He understood Ivan’s feelings.
As a Dragon Vein Mage, the influence Ivan felt around Gauss must be greater than his own.
It’s worth noting that when he first interacted with Gauss, Serdur also endured the bloodline-level influence, which persists even now, but due to the long duration, he learned to adapt.
Time passed swiftly.
The closer they got to the Black Water Town area, the more desolate the surroundings became.
Along the way, aside from Gauss’s caravan, there were no other humans in sight.
After defeating countless waves of monster attacks, Gauss and his team finally reached the border line of Black Water Town.
"There are people! There are people!"
Raven Aik brought back the news.
Under its guidance, the Red Dragon Team arrived at an adventurers’ camp.
"Hey, how much for the blood potion?"
"1 gold coin per bottle."
"Are you robbing me?"
"Forget it then, this is top-quality potion."
"Blossom Trading is involved in equipment recycling and repair jobs. Inquiries welcome!"
"..."
Entering the camp left the Red Dragon Team members, who hadn’t seen other humans for days, somewhat dazed.
It seemed like this wasn’t the front line of wilderness but more like an early human settlement.
Yet there was a difference, in that there were hardly any civilians here, only adventurers and merchants providing services for them.
No wonder they say where there are people, there will be business.
This was indeed the last supply point within the Black Water Town area, though.
While merchants are profit-driven, they wouldn’t venture further in.
That would be tantamount to sending themselves to their deaths.
Even here, there is a considerable risk of loss in life and property.
If attacked by demons, adventurers might have a chance to survive, but the probability for ordinary people isn’t high.
Though called a camp, in essence, it’s just a gathering of people in the wild without many formalities.
The scale of Gauss’s dozens, along with the Red Dragon Banner hanging from the side of the caravan, unmistakably indicated this was an adventure group.
Typical solo adventurers and small adventure squads wisely avoided provoking such a "giant," steering clear on their own.
Gauss found a vacant spot and demarcated it as the temporary station for the Red Dragon Team.
This "masterly" action was unnoticed by ordinary adventurers and trading houses as if unseen; some astute ones even proactively offered welcome gifts.
In the wild, adventure groups naturally have a sort of privilege compared to lone adventurers.
"I didn’t expect there to be an adventurers’ camp here."
"Perhaps we could call over the people from Gray Rock Town too," Ivan suggested upon seeing the camp.
"Let’s settle down first," Gauss replied noncommittally, not eager to give an answer.