Chapter Twelve: The Blood Wolf Bandit Gang

Chapter Thirteen: The Blood Wolf Bandit Group

On the third day, the sun rose.

"Convoy, move out!" The elder in black called once more.

"Ah~ this journey is truly dull. We haven't come across any formidable groups at all. Ha~~" Putting down his magic notebook, Shuster let out an adorable yawn. In an instant, all traces of his noble demeanor and the airs of a powerful figure vanished, leaving only an irresistibly cute impression—though, sadly, no one was there to witness it.

Perhaps even the heavens found it too boring; after seeing the convoy encounter nothing but a single crazed Level Three magical beast, the Gale Silver Wolf, fate finally allowed trouble to cross their path.

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I am the dividing line called Trouble
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The convoy arrived at a relatively narrow stretch compared to the boundless grasslands they had traversed. In truth, it wasn’t small, but for the prairie, it seemed so.

"Crack, crack~ boom~" Four gigantic trees crashed down, trapping the convoy in the middle. Don’t ask where trees came from in the grasslands—it’s simply the supporting cast required by the plot.

"Listen up, those inside! You are surrounded! We are the Blood Wolf Bandit Group. Leave the convoy, the women, and your valuables. Each of you will get one hundred gold coins, and then you may leave. I repeat, listen up, you are surrounded! We are the Blood Wolf Bandit Group. Leave the convoy, the women, and you