Night had fallen. In the dim glow of the campfires, the Adventurers were still gathered, chatting.
The members of the caravan had also gathered to eat and chat amongst themselves.
Meanwhile, beside a few carriages in the center of the caravan, Glen cautiously looked left and right. Only after confirming no one was around did he pass a package to the carriage before him.
A hand immediately reached out from within the carriage, taking the package.
"How is the situation?"
"There shouldn't be any problems... Just as you ordered, I chose Adventurers who are close to, but haven't yet reached, the Elite Level. But that young man who suddenly joined them…"
"It's of no concern."
A calm voice drifted from inside the carriage. "His skills are indeed impressive, but from the looks of it, he hasn't reached a level where he'd be difficult to handle."
"That's good."
