I am the Enchantress!

Chapter 106 Night Watch

Chapter 106 Night Watch

"Wild?"

Seeing Wilder's dazed expression, Cyrion waved his hand in front of him. "What's wrong? Are you alright?"

"Oh, it's nothing."

Wilder regained his composure. "How do you plan to leave?"

The shortest distance between two points is a straight line.

Surprisingly, Cyrion was quite good at math. Pointing to the map, he continued, "According to the map, we are located directly south of Ironweave Town, about a hundred miles away as the crow flies. It will take about ten hours to walk there. I plan for the team to rest until evening and then set off. We should be back in town by tomorrow morning."

"Um----"

Wilder hesitated for a moment, then didn't nod immediately.

Cyrion's idea makes some sense.

Neither the heart of the forest nor its outskirts are safe; leaving as quickly as possible is the right thing to do.

Besides, walking for ten hours straight is not a difficult task for adventurers; they can rest thoroughly once they return to town.

only----

Wilder pointed to the road on the map from the triangular marker to the edge of the forest and said, "Going north is indeed the shortest route, but according to the map, it involves crossing a plain, and we're traveling at night, which could be dangerous."

Cyrion leaned closer to take a look and slowly nodded.

Wilder continued, "Moreover, walking for ten hours straight will definitely reduce our stamina. If we encounter monsters along the way, our combat power will be much weaker than usual."

"So what are your thoughts?"

Cyrion is not a well-rounded fighter, but his most mature quality as a captain is his ability to incorporate the opinions of his teammates.

"We'd better take a detour," Wilder said.

"A detour?"

"Yes, but not too much."

Although Wilder didn't have much experience in wilderness survival, he had played a lot of games called PUBG in his previous life. Despite his poor shooting skills, his best skill was taking detours to get into the safe zone.

He used his index finger to draw an arc between his current location and the boundary line of the outer perimeter of the hinterland.

"This curve runs right next to the hillside and is surrounded by dense forest, making it relatively safe and less likely to be discovered by monsters."

"We'll set off a little earlier and try to reach the edge of the forest before dawn so we can set up camp and rest for the night."

"Let's set off again the next day when we're full of energy. We should be back in Ironweave Town by evening."

Wilder's plan avoided two risks:

First, avoid the plains to reduce the probability of encountering high-level monsters in the hinterland.

Secondly, it avoids continuous travel, thus ensuring the squad's combat capability.

"good."

Cyrion exclaimed sincerely, "As expected of a mage, your mind is definitely better than mine."

He then consulted the other members of the team and finalized Wilder's proposed return plan.

Afterwards, the six members of the team shared two roasted rabbits and ate some wild fruits that were either sour or sweet, barely filling their stomachs.

In the quiet afternoon, they slept for less than two hours.

"Get up and let's go!"

As Cyril's voice rang out, the team members each shouldered their luggage and began their return journey.

As the sun gradually set, the lush canopy of trees blocked out more of the sunlight, making the forest much cooler than before.

The team made good progress on the first half of the journey.

This is evident from the fact that Lyle and Joffrey have hardly ever appeared in the team.

The rangers clear the way, while the wanderers scout on both sides. As long as they don't appear, it means there's no danger nearby.

Most monsters are nocturnal and sleep at this time of day. They are usually asleep in their lairs and will hardly wake up unless they make a big commotion.

In addition, the route chosen by Wilder was sandwiched between hillsides and dense forests, making it extremely well hidden.

The team has a high safety rating.

As the sun sank below the horizon, the sky gradually darkened.

The team followed the plan without delay, keeping moving forward until they finally reached the outskirts of the border forest before dawn.

Along the way, Wilder constantly observed the magical network floating in the air, and as expected, the closer he got to the edge of the forest, the lower the concentration of the network.

By the time they actually entered the outer area, the magic network had returned to its normal concentration.

"Finally back!"

If we disregard the physical condition of the soldiers, Gru is the most overworked member of the squad.

Limited by his superior lineage, he had to walk twice as many steps as the others in order to keep up with the pace of the group.

The rest of the team relaxed considerably, and their voices became louder.

It's also interesting to say.

They were always extra cautious on the outskirts of the forest, let alone now that they were in the deepest part of the outskirts, in Zone Z, which was only a line away from the heartland.

But when they returned from the more dangerous interior, the outskirts seemed so beautiful and safe.

In Gru's words, it was "like going back to my own bedroom."

And now, they were indeed going to spend the night in this bedroom surrounded by forest.

The team first rushed from underground to the heart of the forest overnight, and then rushed back to the forest perimeter from the surface over several days.

Except for Wilder, who slept a little longer, everyone else slept for less than two hours over the two days.

"Let's stay here."

The group found a narrow clearing surrounded by dense forest. Overwhelmed by drowsiness, even the usually cautious Cyrion couldn't resist and settled down.

A campfire was lit, dry grass was laid out as sleeping mats, and luggage was piled up together; the campsite was set up hastily.

"I'll take the night watch."

Wilder volunteered, saying, "I slept a little longer than you guys during the day, so I'm not sleepy yet."

"But don't you mages need long periods of rest to recover your mana?" Cyrion asked.

"The magical network in the heart of the forest is very dense, and my mana has actually been fully restored," Wilde replied.

"Okay, that works perfectly."

Cyrion patted him on the shoulder. "Call me when you get sleepy. I'm on the second shift. We have to travel tomorrow, so don't hold on for too long."

"understood."

Wilder nodded.

Afterwards, the rest of the team returned to their straw mats to prepare for sleep.

Before going to bed, Maeve took a familiar-looking fruit out of her pocket and handed it to Wilder.

"This apple is very sour, it can improve your health."

She said earnestly, "I specially saved two for you, one for you."

Thanks.

Wilder gratefully accepted it and put it in his pocket, intending to give it to Cyril when he handed over his shift.

He never wanted to experience that tooth-aching sourness again.

The others quickly fell asleep, and the makeshift camp was filled with the sounds of snoring.

Wilder sat by the campfire, listening to the crackling of branches in the flames, and suddenly remembered the scene of his first adventure.

He was on night watch at the time, and Cyrion was on the second shift.

The squad was then attacked by kobolds, who used an oil spell to make the beasts slip and fall, and then—

A lot has happened.

Cyrion was promoted to intermediate warrior, and Lyle learned level two archery.

The team gained a mid-level rogue and a very hardworking priest:

He himself has grown a lot, not only becoming a novice mage, but also mastering several new spells.

The result is now————

Their mission was still to hunt down kobolds!

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