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Time unknowingly skipped to the next day.
"… Almond."
"Hm?"
Rustle.
A full stack of hay bales could be seen.
"Where are we?"
Clip-clop, clip-clop.
Horse hooves and the peculiar creaking of wooden floors could be heard.
"We're inside a cargo wagon."
What did he mean by inside a cargo wagon?
"What…?"
"It's the cult's cargo wagon."
“Huff.”
Almond involuntarily tightened his lips.
'We already infiltrated them?'
Making any noise would surely result in them losing their heads. Why was Ran speaking so nonchalantly?
"Don't worry. The ones leading this wagon are mercenaries working with us."
Almond still wasn’t fully reassured and whispered, "… Mercenaries?"
"Yes, the Red Mercenaries."
Ran had mentioned the same mercenaries earlier. He continued to explain as Almond recalled the information, "This wagon belongs to the cult. We've been employed as escort mercenaries."
They really went to great lengths. Almond picked up the weapons they prepared: a bow, a sword, and lightweight armor. He even found throwing knives to use for emergencies. This was the most prepared he had ever been.
Clip-clop. Clip-clop.
The wagon continued to move.
Finally, they reached their destination.
"Halt~~!"
All wagons stopped at the lead wagon driver's signal.
Muffled sounds came through...
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