346 Adventures of Hoodlum (1/2)

The medium-sized Beetlemon ambled and made ”Pa ta pa ta” sounds as it moved towards its destination.

A Gnome called Bond sat in the passenger's seat, holding a map as he guided the driver.

A ”Pom” sound came from his back.

The entire contingent of Beetlemons stopped, and a creature shouted, ”A creature fell down!”

Bond frowned and threw the map onto the seat as he stood up and proceeded to the back of the Beetlemon.

”How did a creature fall down?”

”Didn't he use a safety belt?”

”I don't know, perhaps he was careless?”

Bond ignored the Winterfell intelligence officers who were whispering to each other. He opened the door of the carriage that was on the Beetlemon's back and looked at the convoy behind. A creature had gone down to assist the victim, who was a Gnome lying motionless on the ground with unknown green symbols above his head.

It was a warrior from Eternal Kingdom.

Bond quickly descended the rope ladder, and a Gnome walked over to him and said, ”Captain Bond, a warrior from Eternal Kingdom fell from the back of the Beetlemon after fainting!”

Bond nodded. He was feeling impatient. It was only the third day of the journey from Winterfell, and he had encountered no less than ten such incidents.

These incidents usually occurred at night.

They weren't the only things that troubled him either.

When Bond passed by the Beetlemon carrying the gamers of Eternal Kingdom, a Gnome peeped out and asked, ”007! How many more days before we reach our destination?”

”Shh!”

Bond gestured for the Gnome to keep quiet, frowning while he proceeded to the location of the accident.

Such questions from Eternal Kingdom's warriors, which had been asked countless times, were bugging him. These creatures weren't here to perform military surveillance but for a tour!

They chatted, sang, played cards, and even fought among themselves. Then, occasionally, they would shout, ”How many more days before we reach our destination?”

He had never seen creatures doing such stuff. If he wasn't sure that they were helpers from Eternal Kingdom, he would have thought they were spies sent to sabotage the mission. He had never encountered such unprofessional surveillance scouts!

Though he was full of complaints, Bond had received Dungeon Lord Nicholas' order to protect these Gnomes and Houndhead Men under all circumstances, even if they had to sacrifice themselves!

Bond felt that Nicholas was fawning too much on Eternal Kingdom and was unhappy. However, an order was an order, and his job was to obey orders.

If he knew what these creatures were like, he wouldn't have agreed to escort them!

Bond was indignant, but he made himself walk to the accident location.

The Gnome that had fallen to the floor had landed on his head, which was now bleeding.

The accompanying doctor examined the bleeding Gnome and shook his head.

Bond sighed. Before they reached the destination, they already had casualties, giving him mixed feelings about the mission.

”Bury him and store his belongings. We'll bring them back when we return to Winterfell,” Bond ordered.

”No, Captain Bond, he's not dead…” The doctor was perplexed. ”He only has bruises. The pool of blood came from my menstrual period. Since I was trying to save him, I didn't stop it. But that's not important. This Gnome is very strange, as there's no sign of head trauma. According to eyewitnesses, he slipped down the Beetlemon's body and landed on his buttocks. Logically speaking, he shouldn't have fainted…”

”Is it an illness?”

”Hmm, it's possible. The strange thing is that every time they have slipped down and fainted, they have exhibited the same symptoms.”

The doctor pointed at the Beetlemon that was carrying the gamers. A large number of gamers were sprawled on the Beetlemon's body as they looked over. They weren't worried at all and looked like they were enjoying a show.

Bond felt bewildered, but he couldn't do anything, so he let the doctor carry the fainted Gnome up the Beetlemon. They didn't have much time and needed to make full use of tonight, when the Ogres were sound asleep, to conduct the first wave of surveillance!

When he passed by that Beetlemon again, the gamers shouted, ”007! When are we arriving at the destination?”