After getting a nod from Edwin, Colin and Kase immediately headed outside, their bags full of supplies.
A dozen or so carriages now stood in the castle courtyard.
The Adventurers boarded the carriages by squad, ready to set out.
"Colin! Kase! Over here, get on my wagon!"
The moment the two of them showed their faces, Bob's voice called out from below.
The old man, whose leg was now completely healed, was standing on his wagon and waving.
It was good to see a familiar face, so Colin and Kase climbed onto the back of the wagon and settled in.
Bob turned back and asked eagerly, "So, we're off to Silverpine Village, right? What in the world happened? The guild seems awfully anxious this time."
"We're going to deal with the Frostland Druids around Silverpine Village," Colin replied. "The Gray Squad is leading us."
"Ah, the Gray Squad." Bob instantly relaxed. "Then there's nothing to worry about. After all this fuss, it turns out to be no more dangerous than a cargo run."
