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The convoy moved forward slowly.
The night outside Sika Territory was extremely dangerous.
Not only were there all kinds of ferocious Beasts, but it was also the time bandits loved to appear. Even though the viscount constantly sent out patrols to clear them out, he could only maintain the safety of several main roads.
After the Black Calamity occurred, the situation had become even worse.
Apart from the main road connecting to Aitandinburg, which could still guarantee a certain degree of safety because royal patrols were jointly responsible for it, the main roads connecting the other towns of Sika Territory had long since become extremely dangerous at night.
Most people chose to travel during the day and stay in towns at night, relying on greater numbers to fend off danger.
If possible, few people would choose to travel at night even on the main road connecting Sika City and Aitandinburg.
Because even this route was not completely safe.
If not for the considerable number of people gathered this time, no one would have risked traveling at night.
Even so, groups of guards from major caravans continued patrolling back and forth.
Through the window, Boer watched the mounted guards pass by, his heart utterly calm.
Danger?
Boer was not worried in the slightest.
Looking at Qin Ran seated opposite him, Boer felt completely reassured.
Perhaps the roads at night were dangerous, but as long as he followed the Flame Demon, what could those so-called dangers possibly amount to?
They were utterly insignificant.
Therefore, even at a time like this, Boer still had the leisure to add charcoal to the clay brazier.
The moment the charcoal was placed into the brazier, sparks flew up. Before they could drift through the carriage, a kettle filled with water was set atop the brazier.