Under the honing of their daily training, the Caradia soldiers quickly stood in line.
Gilbert turned around and glanced at the soldiers. He found that everyone's eyes were also focused on him.
"You promised us to run slower," Abel patted him on the shoulder and said.
"Okay." Gilbert finally understood why everyone was staring at him. He said to everyone, "Get ready to set off."
As soon as he finished speaking, Gilbert took a step forward and lowered his upper body. As he moved forward, he confirmed the situation on the ground. One by one, he bypassed all the snake-woman tribe members who had planted the plague bomb.
His speed was much slower than yesterday. The soldiers trotted behind him.
"Today is much easier than yesterday," a soldier said happily as he ran.
"It's all because of your poor physical strength that you almost couldn't keep up. That's why Gilbert slowed down for you." a soldier complained.