Chapter 860: It Makes No Sense (2/2)

”I can still last for some time. Recover your energies immediately.” Krune said in response, tossing them some Rank Two God Stones.

”B-But, we can't use something this expensive.” Vardin stuttered as he held the Rank Two God Stones. It was wealth he hadn't ever held even once.

Krune transmitted his message to their mind, telling both of them, ”Are those stones worth more than your lives? Shut up and recover your Godly Energy. Something's off with this caravan.”

The couple was shocked as they stared at his back, linking some detail in their head as their expressions collapsed. They silently heeded his words and began to replenish their Godly Energy. Even though they had only met Krune a few days ago, they could feel that he was someone they could trust.

Since the Silver-Winged Mouses were constantly on the run or were hunted in the demon beast habitats, they learned to grasp a person's character. That was how they guaranteed their survival. A person's choice of words, their actions, their expressions at various instances, and so on, all attributed to their character and trustworthiness.

After all, trust was a relative concept. It varied from person to person. A person trusting of someone would be willing to betray another. With that, they had to grasp what a person's character was towards them. Only then would they be able to trust them.

The Silver-Winged Mouse couple perceived a rather strange fact about Krune: as long as they didn't scheme against him, he wouldn't even raise his voice against them. On top of that, the only instances he would raise his voice were whether they were making fun of each other or whether their lives were at risk.

That's why they didn't retort Krune's words and obediently used the Rank Two God Stones he threw at them. Once they had recovered their Godly Energy, they returned to defend the carriages they were assigned to. After all, that was their job. It was also to make it seem like they hadn't noticed anything amiss. But all along, they were constantly on guard and returned beside Krune to recover the moment their Godly Energy dropped by half.

The number of carriages had reduced to 30 by the time they had approached the end of the Falling Boulders Precipice. Krune and the couple were fully exhausted now, having been battling all along. But in actuality, they were brimming with enough strength to retaliate when necessary.

The Silver-Winged Mouses were experts at hiding themselves, so they acted as if they were like air. Krune was also an expert at controlling himself, so he put on an act that he was exhausted. Krune gazed at his right, noticing Xula stare at him from her position far away. The moment they made eye contact, she nodded at him before soon shifting her gaze.

There were large sections in their caravan where the Zenith Pluggers trailed one after another. That was because their respective carriages had been destroyed, while the caravan members on their back detached the carriage and attached it to the intact ones. Thankfully, none of them were harmed and were still brimming with the energy to run.

The only place that seemed exhausted in them was their wings, having flown for so long. They weren't a species designed for long-distance flight. Unsurprisingly, their wings were trembling from time to time, looking like they needed to rest.

A faint fluctuation of Godly Energy washed past them the moment they crossed the Falling Boulders Precipice. All the Zenith Pluggers started to slow down as the caravan neared a hill, stopping at its foot. Large spikes protruded out of the ground nearby, acting as a cover for them to stop temporarily.

Trivar's voice resounded throughout the caravan once again, ”We'll stop here for the day and set off tomorrow.”

Krune let out a sigh in relief, motioning the Silver-Winged Mouse couple to follow him as he jumped from the roof, landing on the ground. He made a beeline towards the first carriage, intending to interrogate Trivar, only for Yuric to interrupt him.

”Move, Yuric. I have to ask Trivar something,” Krune said.

”If you wish to ask why he picked this route, I suggest you forget about it,” Yuric said with an irritated expression, ”A mercenary should only focus on his task and leave the rest to his employer. In our case, our task is to protect the caravan from harm, nothing more, nothing less.”

”People died!” Krune shouted in anger, acting as if he hadn't noticed everything that had transpired along the route. ”This was why I said we needed at least one mercenary per carriage! Now, look at what happened! From the initial 120 carriages, we're down to just 30!”

”That's just how it is.” Xula, the tall woman from before, walked in, looking pissed herself.

”Still.” She looked at Yuric before saying, ”Move aside, Yuric. I need to see Trivar. I don't usually question my employer, but I don't wish to stain my track record due to the foolishness of my employer.”

”Xula!” Yuric shouted, emitting a wave of Godly Energy to pressure her.

”What? Are you telling me you formed a connection with them after being employed for so long?” Xula sneered, unaffected by the pressure. ”I see how it is. You fell for that crazy wench.”