Chapter 315 Sandworm
The next day, the caravan members set out on their journey again. After eliminating the threat of the "Relics of the God-King", everyone felt relieved.
Three days later, the caravan arrived at the fifth tribe marked on the map. The caravan members set up camp and unloaded the goods as if they were familiar with the place. Harold called the caravan's chief clerk to settle the wages of the temporary workers.
Seeing the chief clerk carefully counting the Moras and putting them into the cloth bag, the mercenaries who joined in the process were both happy and disappointed.
They knew that accepting the money meant the end of the deal, but the "Legacy of the God-King" had been destroyed and they no longer had any reason to stay.
In comparison, Jade and Gabriel seemed quite free and easy. Gabriel took the purse, and the two said goodbye to Harold and left.
Gabriel was not good at speaking. After a moment of silence, he just squeezed out a sentence: "See you in Aru Village four years from now."
Harold smiled and continued, "It's a deal. I will bring the red sand slabs with me then."
Then his gaze turned to Jade, whose facial features were still very immature, although she had performed exceptionally bravely in the previous war.
Four years later, I will be the one to bully the weak with the tool man (traveler) and these two ordinary humans who are at the top of their combat power. Harold's thoughts drifted.
When Jade saw Harold looking at her, she immediately pricked up her ears and waited for his next words, but Harold just gave her a smile that seemed to have a deep meaning and then looked away.
Jade felt a little disappointed that she didn't receive any message from him, but she quickly put the matter behind her and followed her father into the wind and sand again.
After walking about twenty steps, she couldn't help but look back. The wind and sand blew up her slightly long sideburns, and the blue hair repeatedly scratched her forehead.
However, she acted as if she felt nothing, and placed her hands on her cheeks like trumpets, and shouted to Harold who was still standing there:
"We'll meet again, right?! In four years?! How about we have a competition then?!"
After she finished shouting, she felt her blood boiling. The battle a few days ago was still vivid in her mind. She had never thought that a raid could be so beautiful. Harold only needed to talk to make everyone follow him and destroy the most notorious mercenary group in the entire desert.
This is what a mercenary leader should be like!
Jade thought excitedly.
She had never planned her life before, but what she experienced in the past few days brought her a great shock. She suddenly began to fantasize about forming a mercenary group, the most powerful mercenary group in the entire desert... no, the entire Xumi.
Then I'll let Dad be my deputy leader. Jade's thoughts raced.
Suddenly, her pupils dilated slightly: she saw Haroldt smiling and making a "no problem" gesture.
Her heart was instantly filled with joy. She turned around resolutely without any regrets, took her father's arm, and happily looked for topics to hide her excitement.
"Go find a red eagle, Dad! Now!" Jade patted Gabriel's arm, her tone full of longing.
...
After seeing off this group of people, Kavi and Badawi soon came to say goodbye.
"We are not far from our destination. We can walk the rest of the way by ourselves."
Kavi said to Harold reluctantly, "Well... I changed the blueprint. Although I am very unwilling, I still decided to use the most simple style to save materials and speed up the construction. Maybe we will go the same way on the way back."
Kavi's employer Badawi stood aside and nodded repeatedly. His attitude towards the caravan and Harold had changed from initial wariness to respect. Now he wished he could ask the caravan to give them a ride.
"Yes, we will stay there longer. The road will be more difficult to travel after passing the canyon." Harold said to Kavi.
"Well... the climate here is already very bad. Recently I always feel that there's a draft in the front and the back as well. It's also very sunny. Harold, you guys should prepare some thick cloaks..." Kavi said thoughtfully.
Haroldt's eyes moved to Kavi's chest, and he suddenly reached out and slammed his unusually wide front shut: "I don't think it's the weather that's the problem."
Why is there air leakage from front to back? Don't you have any idea?
Look at your clothes again.
Harold complained in his heart.
I used you to run the desert map in my previous life, and when I heard your voice, I really wanted to complain.
Kavi: !!
"Hey!" After Kavi reacted, he immediately crossed his arms and shouted in dissatisfaction.
"I've brought the cloak." Harold said quickly before Kavi could vent his dissatisfaction.
The complaint that Kavi was about to say was blocked, so he could only follow Harold's words and said angrily: "That's good."
...
Twenty days later, the caravan entered the heart of the desert, Tanit's hunting ground.
After the translator conveyed the guide's words to everyone, everyone became alert. The mercenaries looked around from time to time, while the merchants secretly reached for the gun bags hidden under their robes.
They knew that Tanit was not as friendly as they appeared. According to their tribal tradition, entering their hunting grounds was equivalent to becoming their hunting target, and there were often sandworms here, so no one dared to be negligent, for fear that a mistake would cost them their lives.
"It's a sandstorm!"
Someone in the team suddenly shouted.
"No, it's a sandworm!" Harold narrowed his eyes.
He could feel the sudden strong wind, and the feeling of sand hitting his face was different from before, but the reactions of the beasts of burden told him that things were not that simple:
Restless, uneasy, trying to break free from the reins.
It is impossible for the beasts of burden that have faced sandstorms several times to be so agitated by natural disasters. It is more like they feel the shock from their natural enemies.
It's a sandworm!
Haroldt made a judgment in his mind instantly, and then shouted: "Scatter! Scatter!"
The other people in the team seemed to have sensed something and immediately followed the order and dispersed in all directions with their current position as the center. The next second, a huge sharp horn emerged from the sand and broke everything on the sand equally.
The caravan members, whether they were mercenaries or merchants, all looked at this scene in a daze. They had touched spices made from sandworm skins before and knew that they were expensive, but this was the first time they had seen a live sandworm.
At this moment, they all froze in place, the fear of the giant making their thoughts almost stagnate.
They watched helplessly as a package left behind by a mercenary disappeared in the ups and downs of the huge creature, and the surface of the sand quickly returned to calm like water after a stone was thrown into it.
The sandworms burrowed into the ground without leaving the deep pit they had imagined. If it weren't for the destroyed formation, they would almost think they were dreaming.
"Don't stay where you are!"
Haroldt's voice pulled them out of their confusion, but at the same time they developed a deep fear - if they were pulled underground by the sandworms, they would disappear in the vast sea of sand just like the package just now, without leaving any trace.