New Crops!

Quick understood the meaning instantly, his expression turning excited.

If My Lord was willing to solve this with force, he would naturally charge forward without hesitation. However, after the excitement faded, Quick considered the reality of the situation. "But My Lord, our numbers are too few! That camp was extremely sturdy, and there were at least forty guards on the wooden walls alone!"

Quick was no fool; he knew the disparity in strength between the two sides. With just the few of them, they were not enough to take down a camp that was practically a makeshift fortress.

"My Lord, would you like me to shoot them from around the camp tonight? If I come every day, I can whittle down their strength!" Just then, Vivian, who had remained quiet, suddenly spoke up.

Vivian's anger toward Dili for threatening her lord was no less than Quick's, but she was not good with words, so she had kept silent.

Now that she heard her lord wanted to eliminate that camp, she felt her archery was a perfect tool for the job.

Although there was a fifty or sixty-meter clearing around the camp, it was no difficult task for her marksmanship.

"No, Vivian. I want to resolve them all at once, so we cannot alert the enemy!" Nalant shook his head. "This matter requires careful planning. The caravan must depart tomorrow, or we won't make it in time for the Count's summons. Once you return from Tulip, we will deal with the camp. This time is perfect for making full preparations."

"For now, we have one more thing to do: scout exactly how many enemies are in the camp so I can plan accordingly!" To take the camp, Nalant knew he needed to return and prepare thoroughly; the few days the caravan would be away gave him just enough time.

"Yes, My Lord!"

Following this, Nalant instructed Sherry to control the bees to fly toward the camp. Several bees silently circled Quinte's camp, and soon brought back information on the guards.

According to Sherry's report, there were fifty-one people dressed in the same attire as Quick and his men, which meant there were fifty-one fully armed guards in the camp.

There were also thirty people without weapons or equipment, just like Vivian; these were likely the serfs mining in the camp.

The fact that there were more guards than miners made Nalant feel even more strongly that the things inside the camp were precious.

Once the scouting was complete, Quick called back the two guards watching the captives, and the group continued forward along the road.

Because there were few serfs in Nalant's territory, there was only one road, which circled the entire Storm Territory.

They did not need to backtrack; they only had to follow the dirt road to return to the castle.

As for the captive guard, Nalant did not keep him. Since he was now at odds with Quinte, he could not let the guard go back. He had Quick handle it, digging a pit to bury him—such was the cruelty of this world.

"My Lord, the bees tell me their home is nearby. Can we go take a look?" When they were still five or six miles from the castle, Sherry suddenly ran to Nalant's side and asked in a low voice.

"Oh? It's nearby? Of course!" A beehive meant honey; if he could bring it back, it would be a source of endless honey in the future.

"Thank you, My Lord!" Sherry was incredibly happy.

She knew the honey would certainly belong to her lord, but she enjoyed directing these little creatures to play with her, so she didn't mind at all.

The location of the hive was not far from the road. Taking only Vivian and two guards, Nalant followed Sherry into the wilderness to the side.

"My Lord, it's right there!" After walking for seven or eight minutes, Sherry pointed to a tall tree and exclaimed in surprise.

Everyone looked over, and sure enough, there was a beehive on the large tree.

The hive was larger than anything Nalant had ever seen. It was oval-shaped, at least a meter long, with a diameter of seventy or eighty centimeters.

The bees near the hive, perhaps sensing their approach, were already buzzing and circling constantly in the air.

"My Lord, please wait here for me. I will go communicate with the bees first!" Seeing this, Sherry immediately spoke to Nalant.

"Be careful!" Nalant nodded. They didn't have Sherry's talent; if they went over now, they would surely be stung into bears.

"I know, My Lord!" Sherry was fearless, slowly approaching as she followed a few bees in front of her.

"My Lord, there is a stone here. Please sit and rest for a while!" While Sherry went to communicate with the bees, Vivian had already cleared off a large rock for Nalant to sit on.

Nalant didn't stand on ceremony and sat down heavily. To guard against Magic Beasts today, he was fully armored. Although he had switched to the Inscription Armor seized from the Headless Knight, the total weight was still forty or fifty pounds, and he was exhausted from the bumpy journey.

This was why ordinary people, no matter how strong, did not wear iron armor. First, the cost was too high, and second, they simply couldn't handle it; iron armor was the exclusive domain of Title Knights.

"My Lord, are you thirsty? Would you like to eat some wild fruit?" Just as Nalant sat down, Vivian scanned the surroundings, her eyes suddenly lighting up, and she asked like a thoughtful little wife.

"What wild fruit?"

"My Lord, it's this small tree. Don't let its hardness fool you; it's delicious, and the taste inside is sweet!" Seeing Nalant's curiosity, Vivian quickly approached a long, strip-like 'wild fruit'.

"Eh? Isn't this sugarcane?" Nalant examined the 'small tree' closely and let out a surprised cry. Although it was thinner, it was exactly the sugarcane from his past life.

"My Lord, what is sugarcane? Do you recognize this wild fruit?" Vivian was stunned. Only the villagers of Misfortune Village knew about these wild fruits.

Because many girls in Misfortune Village lacked the strength to farm, they could only sneak into the weeds to find various edible foods, sometimes even eating tree roots when starving.

When she first arrived in Storm Territory, Vivian's tailoring skills hadn't been revealed yet. Once, when she was starving, she dug up tree roots in the wild and accidentally discovered this 'small tree' was incredibly delicious. Although it couldn't truly fill her up, the sweet juice provided her with a lot of strength.

Nalant couldn't sit still and walked directly to the 'small tree'.

"The appearance is identical: purple skin, rising in segments like bamboo, and the leaves growing at the top!" The next moment, Nalant drew his longsword and severed the 'small tree' at the base.

He needed to taste it to reach a final conclusion; after all, seeing sugarcane in this other world really surprised him.

Crunch! Crunch!

"So sweet, it really is sugarcane!" Even though this sugarcane wasn't as thick as the ones from his past life, it was surprisingly fragrant and sweet. Nalant could be certain it was the sugarcane of this world.

"Haha! Vivian, you've done well!"

Nalant was overjoyed. Aside from being a delicious fruit in his past life, the greatest use of sugarcane was sugar production.

And as it happened, in this world, sugar was something that had yet to be invented. The only way for nobles to obtain sweetness was through honey.