The road to the Marquess of Dixon's domain was uneventful.
He freed up one of the wagons, loaded the three of them, and managed to push the rest of the luggage into the rest of the wagons, while slaying the goblins, big boars, orcs, and green bears that appeared on the way.
'That's just the Royal Army, isn't it? Orcs and Green Bears killed in the blink of an eye.
There was a glint of respect in the eyes of the ten year old boy.
Patrick said, 'My Wayne is quite good at it!
'You're right, Wayne is quite good! (No, no, in Wayne's shadow, you killed as many as he did, didn't you?)
'Because our company commanders and platoon commanders are strong! (Especially the company commander!)'
' says the soldier driving the wagon.
'Order!ãThe wagon in the front says that a large force has been spotted ahead!
The soldiers tell him.
Over a hundred, I'd say.
'No, they say they see a flag!
Flags? Oh, I see. All units halt!ãIt's probably His Excellency the Marquis' troops!ãRaise the flag too!
'Isn't it?' Patrick asks Carlos.
'Two days since the abduction. I'm sure of it. You're right.