Chapter 312 Creation
Sure enough, there is a back-up.
Kusela was completely relieved after hearing that. His worry and surprise gradually turned into curiosity. He looked at Harold's calm expression, and then at the headquarters of the God-King's Legacy which had turned into ruins. He muttered to himself: Could it be that I can only convince him in this way?
But the moment this thought came to his mind, he felt it was absurd, and then he laughed at himself in his heart: How is it possible?
"Harold——! Harold——!"
While Kusela was thinking, he heard shouts from afar. He looked up and saw a group of people wearing white cloaks and carrying backpacks running towards him at a very fast speed. The one running in front was a dark-skinned desert man, followed by a man with a rather flamboyant appearance. The shouts just now came from him.
"Senior Kavi, this way--!"
Harold raised his hand in response, then he turned to Kucera and said with a smile: "We have received the medicine supply."
Kavi and the mercenaries of the caravan soon came to where the two were. Kavi pulled down his hood and looked Haroldt up and down several times. After confirming that he was not missing any accessories and was in good spirits, his nervous mood finally eased a little:
"...Is it over? Harold, am I not too late? We are lost and should have come earlier...Where are the wounded? Where are the wounded?!"
Kavi asked anxiously. He felt quite guilty about this. In order to avoid this situation, he brought a caravan guide with him. However, no matter how experienced the guide was, there was no guarantee that he would not get lost in the desert, especially when he needed to go to an unfamiliar address.
According to Harold's plan, the second team should have set out the day before Harold and his team were ready to take action, and arrive near the headquarters before the conflict with the "Relics of the God-King" broke out, but because they got lost, they arrived a whole day later than expected.
Kavi's eyes swept over the nearby mercenaries. Except for Kucera, Tikriti and Harold, everyone he saw was covered in blood, which showed how brutal the battle was.
Kavi's face turned pale, and his heart was once again filled with guilt.
If I had been more perceptive, and had realized earlier that we were going in the wrong direction -
When his thoughts were stuck in the quagmire, he suddenly felt a start: a hand was placed on his shoulder.
Harold patted Kavi on the shoulder, pointed his hand toward the east, and said easily, "There."
Kavi looked in the direction Harold said. To the east was a makeshift tent. The tent was made of the ruins of the "Legacy of the God-King" headquarters and the ropes carried by the mercenaries.
Because it was a temporary shelter, the tents were quite simple and could only provide the wounded with a place to shelter from the sun. However, most of the injured mercenaries did not care. They did not even lie down in the sanatorium specially built for them by their companions. Instead, they stood in the sun like everyone else, chatting and laughing about the future.
Kawi looked incredulous: "Only them?"
Harold smiled and nodded: "The plan went smoothly."
This is totally normal.
We are a high-standard team equipped with high-end weapons, and we are not fighting with knives. In the era of cold weapons, there were people who could defeat 100,000 with 800. Now we just eliminated the enemy six times our number without any injuries, which is not a big deal.
Harold thought secretly in his heart.
Kavi once again fell into deep self-doubt.
The number of injured was beyond his expectation. Before the operation began, the horror of "The Legacy of the God-King" had already been deeply rooted in people's hearts due to the exaggeration of rainforest merchants and persecuted mercenaries. Harold's attention and the tense atmosphere in the caravan made him dare not be negligent in the slightest.
But... this is a little different from what I imagined! It doesn't look like he just went through a fierce battle - but that's a good thing.
"...Distribute the medicine. Where is the doctor? Pay special attention to the seriously injured." Harold gave a few instructions and turned to Kavi, "Senior, I need your help with something else."
"What?" Kavi asked curiously.
"About clearing the rubble..."
Harold described the division of labor between himself and Kucera in detail, and at the end, he added:
"As long as we clear a passage, Kusela and I have agreed that all follow-up work will be handed over to them. They will also be responsible for delivering the food and money in the headquarters to Aru Village. We will take our share on the way back, so as to avoid delaying the caravan's journey."
Kavi listened very carefully. After Harold finished speaking, he nodded and patted his chest to indicate, "No problem, leave it to me!"
...
Kavi walked around the large ruins, used elemental power to carefully investigate the internal situation, and then quickly developed an excavation plan.
Under Kavi's command, the mercenaries of the caravan cleared bricks and stones in an orderly manner, used the cleared materials to build supports in the tunnel, and dug deeper and deeper.
"Mr. Kavi, I dug up something strange!" A mercenary suddenly shouted amid the sounds of "ping pong".
"Huh? What is that? A mechanism?" Kavi turned his head in confusion.
The curly-haired mercenary carefully held the mechanical component that emitted green light. He could feel the strange power in it, and the ancient symbols on the component also made him feel solemn.
He felt proud and terrified when he thought that in ancient times, a great being worshipped by all desert people had touched it with his own hands.
Under the control of such complex emotions, he said in a respectful tone: "It comes from a long time ago, perhaps it is a creation left by the King of Sand."