Night fell quickly.
Since the tents had all been destroyed by the gnolls, Velin could only order his men to gather more firewood, light fires for warmth, and spend the night with the sky as their blanket and the ground as their bed.
Once a pot of meat soup had finished simmering, Velin filled a bowl and brought it to the Legendary Mage.
"Lady Anastasia." At the edge of the camp, Velin arrived before an Ice House, pushed open the door, and placed the meat soup on an ice table.
"Thank you."
Shia opened her eyes and emerged from meditation, thanking Velin. Without realizing it, she had already begun to regard this young man as her equal.
Velin bowed, then left the Ice House. Looking at the bright Red Moon in the night sky, he was in an excellent mood.
"With the safety issue resolved, it's time for explosive growth."
With the protection of a Legendary Mage, even a half-crippled one, he would have more than enough backing to swagger across the borders of the Ilia Kingdom.
The larger the territory, the more resources it would have. The more people it trained, the further the territory could expand. It was a virtuous cycle.
If the bottom of Lake of Star Prayer could yield a Seven-Colored Life Flower, then other places surely held unknown treasures capable of rapidly increasing one's strength.
With the help of Guidance of Fate, he would definitely become the sixth count of his family within thirty years.
At that moment, Raimondo approached Velin excitedly, carrying a stack of papers.
"My lord, we've struck it rich this time."
"No rush. Eat first, then tell me everything." In a good mood, Velin gave Raimondo his orders.
That night, Velin and Raimondo sat on the ground beside the campfire and