No Virgin Territory

What an unexpected gain.

Morgan and Samael exchanged a glance and nodded, immediately inviting the two of them to join the party.

Although bringing ordinary people along would add to their burden, and the two themselves were at considerable risk of becoming sacrificial casualties.

On one hand, magical beasts, bandits, Naraku Insects, and reanimated corpses in the wilderness were all deadly threats.

On the other hand, because of their status as slaves, even the cities they could rely on had become extremely dangerous to them.

Slaves without masters who traveled thousands of miles to reach the Holy Capital had little chance of surviving.

Therefore, staying here was actually safer for them. Knock's decision was undoubtedly the smarter one.

Clearly, it was not merely luck that this pair of slave man and woman had escaped the territory and made it here safely.

And during their conversation, they learned the girl's name: Dahl, meaning "one who dwells in a valley among hills," another casual name related to that territory.

As night deepened, Samael saw the lightly dressed pair shivering and voluntarily gave up a tent for them to rest in.

Rarely having encountered such friendly "highborn people," the man and woman were naturally endlessly grateful, nearly moved to tears. They also consciously set up their tent on the outer perimeter and took the initiative to guard the supplies.

After settling the matter of the newcomers, the three, none of whom felt particularly sleepy, sat before the campfire. Based on Knock's description, they finalized a new route and replanned their itinerary.

"By the way, from what you said earlier, you seem to know the King of Knights quite well?"

During a lull, Samael glanced at Morgan and could not help asking tentatively.

The witch gave her curious teammate a look, paused briefly, and