When they finally set out on a campaign, everyone perked up for a long time looking forward to this event. The horses proudly walked, carrying riders, and Nel moved especially briskly, delighted with the long-awaited meeting with the owner.Their small detachment moved slowly through the streets of the capital, led by Claude and Leatrice, slightly protruding forward. Then there were Caer with Daisyra and a girl they did not know, the envoy of the emperor. In general, it was a strange person who avoided Claude and Daisy, and now and then throwing frightened, wary glances in their direction. She looked no more than twenty-two years old, but Claude could have been mistaken, since the woman was very petite, and the huge glasses that covered half of her face, because of the wide rim, which big blue eyes looked out, only knocked down. Thick blond hair fell in a thick braid on her back, and even the taken ones reached her waist. She was dressed in a simple way, in a field jacket and trousers

- We must hurry! the woman stubbornly stubbornly almost fell out of the saddle herself. No matter how hardy they were, but such a pace was difficult for everyone, and especially for Ayana and Daisyra. Fairly lagging behind, but silently following.Claude did not know how long they would still ride at such a pace, as if all the demons of this world were chasing after them, when suddenly Ayana's horse, having stumbled on the next stone, began to slowly fall to the ground. He saw how desperately the girl clutched at the reins, trying to keep from falling and help her stand on her feet, but how could she compete with a strong animal. The horse suddenly jerked sharply, throwing the rider out of the saddle, and disappeared into the steppe. Stunned, not expecting this from her steed, the woman looked around dumbfounded, clutching her bruised side and barely holding back her tears, looking after the departing detachment.- Leata stop! - Unable to stand the mercenary shouted, sharply turning a

Not though they got up from the ground and went on. Again they were surrounded by tunnels, tunnels, tunnels, pressing down on them with their tightness and darkness. Sometimes roots seeped through the earthen walls, making it clear that they were no longer far from the surface. It pleased, but not really. They never found a way out, but the chance to meet a krous on the contrary has greatly increased. However, Claude did not lose hope to miss him. After all, it was clearly clear that this part of the underground labyrinth was older, and it is possible that the owner no longer visits it.All this time, Ayana thoughtlessly wearily trudged behind, barely moving her legs and invariably lagging behind. Why did he even have to grab her by the hand, dragging her along with him. Why did she nervously twitch, but did not take her hand away. It was easier to walk that way. However, Claude understood that even this would not help them and they would have to stop for the night, and there was almo

- There's nowhere else to go! Ayana voiced the obvious, but Claude didn't answer, he needed to focus on the upcoming fight.“Ayana, you will stay here with your things. Use the bag as a shield if the monster passes through me. However, if possible, try to stay as far away as possible. I'll step forward a little and take the fight."He will kill you!""I'm not that easy to kill!" - the mercenary grinned at her words, throwing off the bag."Shut up and don't scream!"With these words, he went towards the monster rushing towards them. I didn’t have to go far, the patter of paws was already clearly felt, from the severity of which the soil vibrated under my feet. Freezing, Claude tightened his grip on the sword and prepared to attack, the main thing is not to miss the moment. The place he chose was not a good one, but here the tunnel turned sideways. So it turned out that he was in ambush, not visible to the enemy. It's just that the crus does not need to be seen. Now they both relied on

"How could this happen? Didn't they wait for them? Did they really believe that they couldn't get out?" Thoughts raced wildly in my head. Resentment, disappointment, broken hope briefly flared up in him, gradually faded away, giving way to the usual relaxation. Well, let. He would find them anyway, they couldn't get anywhere alone. After all, the main component of their group was now with him, sitting at the table and looking around frightened.“So, do you still need a room for the night?” the tavern owner asked politely, giving Claude time to absorb the information.“Yes, and about dinner, order it as soon as possible. We are very hungry.- All right, sir. One more thing, your name is Claude?- Yes.“Then it’s for you, madam, that she described you very reliably.”With these words, the man handed the mercenary a small piece of paper folded into four, sealed with the seal of Leata. That's right, they couldn't just leave without leaving a warning.- Thanks to.Taking the paper, he retu