The Enemy's Attack

"Wait. We'll be back within a week at most, and Alderlin and his team will be there!"

The afterglow of the setting sun fell across Batica's face. Combined with the firm, confident look in her eyes, it made one feel as though they were seeing an illusion.

Batica felt different from before!

Others felt the same way.

Batica had stopped today only to wait for Alderlin's message from Springwell Town.

Moreover, Batica's calculations could be called flawless. By the time night fell, the news from Springwell Town would also fill the one hundred accompanying soldiers with confidence about entering the city.

The next day, just as dawn began to brighten the sky, the convoy's bugles sounded. After everyone finished their bread in the carriages that morning, Batica ordered the convoy to advance at full speed.

This time, the group did not stop at noon. Instead, under Batica's orders, they made extremely rapid progress.

Inside the carriage, Mirai felt as if his buttocks were about to split into four pieces as the speed continued to increase.

"This girl was seriously underestimated!"

He could not help mocking himself inwardly. He had originally thought Batica Kagen was merely a battle-hardened girl with no sense of urgency, but after her actions last night and today, she had already made up for the time wasted yesterday. At this pace, they might even reach Hope City ahead of schedule.

Mirai had spent the whole ride counting whether his body or the carriage would fall apart first. If not for maintaining a lord's proper bearing, he would have long since thrown open the carriage curtains and vomited.

Just as Mirai felt his body would collapse before the horses and carriage did, the carriage finally began slowing down until it came to a stop.

Hugh felt as