Chapter 265: Approaching Death.

Currently, somewhere in the forest Gartera, over 100 hundred soldiers wearing armor with the symbol of the arcana Kingdom were escorting multiple wagons with a cloth on top.

If one were near those wagons, a terrible smell would greet the one, together with cries of pain. Whoever was inside those, definitely didn´t have a great time.

One of the arcana soldiers who driven the wagon in question grumbled out loud.

"Ugh...why do we even have to carry those guys when we are going to execute them back home anyway? Getting rid of that dead weight will increase our speed at the very least by half."

"You know that we can´t do that, soldier."

"Hii~! Who is there!?"

Looking up where the voice came from, the soldier's eyes widen up when he saw a man wearing robes sitting on top of the wagon.

"S-Sir Great Mage! Forgive this one for raising his voice at you." The soldier said in quick succession.