As the mist dispersed, Qin Ran withdrew his gaze, though his brow furrowed slightly.
Too simple!
A king who had inherited the throne at seven and swept aside every obstacle by sixteen could not possibly be this crude.
Or rather...
He could not possibly send such reckless subordinates.
They revealed all their trump cards the moment they met?
Qin Ran did not oppose such an approach. A lion used its full strength even when hunting a rabbit.
Qin Ran himself liked doing that.
But that was built upon thorough probing and knowing the other party's capabilities. This kind of approach, with practically no probing at all...
Was simply idiotic!
Aetandin VI was no idiot.
Yet, he had truly done this.
"Interesting."
"It seems that king is even more interesting than I imagined."
Having given His Majesty a new evaluation in his heart, Qin Ran used the power of the contract to order the Upper Evil Spirit to "clean up the battlefield." After receiving a clear response from the Upper Evil Spirit, he turned his gaze toward the window.
By then, the half of the convoy that had chosen to continue onward had already entered the territory of Aitandinburg.
There were still mountains and dense forests, but the terrain had become gentler.
When night fell again, Qin Ran saw farmland.
Though it was covered in thick snow, once the snow melted, this would undoubtedly become fertile land.
Boer, who had been sitting opposite Qin Ran, finally let out a sigh of relief.
He knew the convoy was safe now.
Having reached the heartland of Aitandinburg, there were not only soldiers stationed at outposts, but also Aitandinburg's elite patrols. Bandits simply did not dare appear here.
As for Aberrations?
The same was true for them.
After all, this was the territory of