To achieve a 100% mission completion rate, it seems necessary to uproot all the enemies blocking the way. The difficulty of this mission is far greater than Brand originally imagined. He had initially thought that preserving the Grey Wolf Mercenary Group would be enough, but now, this idea seemed somewhat naive.
The Amber Sword’s mission system is indeed not easy to fool. Even in this world, it still shows its true nature. That being said, Brand still internally cursed the Torrential Rain mission group’s members a hundred times.
He counted the enemies he would have to face on his fingers. This included the over one hundred Lizardman bandits mentioned in Chablis’ information provided to the Grey Wolf Mercenary Group, but the mission strategy clearly stated that their actual number exceeded a thousand, maybe even more.
Then there were the Black Fire Sect followers, whose number would not be fewer than two hundred, with their strength averaging above Black Iron. This was a major problem.
Finally, there were the more than seventy Dark Mercenaries under Conrad, whose strength was similar to that of the Black Fire Sect followers. The Paper Card Mercenary Group’s numbers were the only accurately reported figure in the strategy guide—ha, that was really good news—
The Lizardman Commander He Youji’er had strength at the Silver Peak level, Conrad was undoubtedly at the Gold Rank, and as for the Earth Envoy accompanying the Black Fire Sect followers, Brand didn’t even want to mention him—just thinking about it gave him a headache.
However, Brand did not yet know that there was also a Lower Dark Priest among them, otherwise, he’d probably be cursing out loud.
He thought for a moment, turned back, and saw that the Silver Elves had already dealt with the white-haired narcissist. The Grey Wolf Mercenaries were tending their wounds with the help of their fellow mercenaries from the Rubis Mercenaries. Perhaps due to their similar backgrounds, these two groups got along quite well.
"What do you plan to do?" a voice sounded beside him.
Brand saw the Silver Elf Commander wearing a golden helmet and was taken aback for a moment.
"If that human wasn’t lying, the Black Fire Sect followers and the Lizardmen are merging. Their speed should be about the same as ours. When we arrive, we might not just be facing a ragtag bunch of Lizardmen." For original chapters go to N()velFire.net
The Silver Elf Commander seemed to be stating something completely unrelated to himself.
"Basically correct," Brand responded without thinking, "But I guess that by now Conrad has already met with the Lizardman Commander He Youji’er, because he wants to prevent us from slipping out from the north first."
The Silver Elf Commander looked at him silently. Although at this moment, he and his subordinates were still incredibly powerful, as if sweeping through the Lizardmen would be no problem, Brand knew it was far from that simple.
He had never heard of an SSS completion rating mission being accomplished by simply sweeping through.
"They should have already sent out scouts."
"Does he think we would run away?" Brand smiled, "But that plays right into my hands; I want them to make mistakes."
Brand was not wrong. That evening, Lizardman Dragon Hunter Cavalry scattered from the nest in Balrog.
The dry brush on the hillside rustled as a human hand and another slender, long elven hand each parted the bushes to either side. Behind the bushes, Brand and the Silver Elf Commander watched the activity in the valley with a calm expression. After observing for a moment, the young man spoke:
"Dragon Hunter Cavalry."
"This is the third team since yesterday—" The Silver Elf Commander’s silver pupils reflected the verdant valley below, his gaze unchanged. The speed and agility of the Dragon Hunters in the jungle surpassed any cavalry mount of this era, but they were still far inferior compared to the Miner’s Shadow Knights. The Dragon Hunters leapt through the forest, their swift figures occasionally darting through gaps in the canopy, but to this Silver Elf Warrior Master, they still seemed a bit too slow.
"From this distance, the patrol range is already twice that of ordinary bandit lairs. Even if they were under the Shepherd Tree Man, this isn’t normal..." Brand mumbled to himself, "It seems we’ve really entered the story mode."
"What?" The Silver Elf Commander turned his head back.
"Nothing," the young man realized his slip and quickly corrected himself, "Just estimating the distance."
"A pointless exercise." The Silver Elf Commander looked at him. Since last night, this wasn’t the first time they had done something .
Brand hurriedly nodded, "Indeed, nothing much to see. Let’s proceed with the original plan." He turned back and shouted, "Sanfde."