I only got back from the hospital at eight o'clock tonight. After hurriedly scarfing down dinner, Old Moon rushed straight into typing, but being a slow-handed writer, the speed was truly lamentable—even now, only one chapter has been hammered out... There will only be one update today, and I am truly sorry. After all, Old Moon only just promised a double update yesterday. Still, this missing chapter counts as a debt that Old Moon owes, and it will slowly be made up for in the future. I hope everyone will be understanding!
"Alright, everyone take a rest."
Having just walked out of a stretch of woods, Old Wilson had the massive caravan halt because there was a clear stream ahead where they could replenish their water supply.
Old Wilson had already joined forces with Barman's company, barely scraping together fourteen hundred knights led jointly by Old Wilson and Baron Barman. If one added family dependents, servants, and the like, the entire company numbered close to three thousand people.
With such a massive caravan, the rate of travel was naturally very slow. However, the Church seemed busy seizing control of the entire Bright Kingdom and mounted no close pursuit of Old Wilson and his people. Thus, aside from encountering a few sporadic Church knights along the road, they had not run into large formations of Church knights.
This allowed the caravan to travel safely for ten days, and now they were faintly nearing the border of the Black Moon Kingdom.
Inside a carriage, Merlin also opened his eyes. At this moment, Merlin was alone in the carriage, as Macy and the big-bosom madam had both moved to the carriages of Baron Barman's female dependents.
Over the course of ten days, Merlin's injuries had completely healed, and his mental power had even