Chapter 806 - The Falcon’s Beacon (I) (2/2)

This little brat eats so much each meal. Where do all the nutrients go?

Rhode rubbed his hands.

Hmmm, I guess they all went into her chest.

In the late winter season, there weren’t too many outside visitors in the Eastern Plains, with only some locals having conversation over beers. The inn boss attentively assigned a relatively quiet corner by the warm fireside with windows displaying a lovely view. Lize and the others thought that cold winds would leak through this bamboo-made building, but it seemed that this strange establishment wasn’t any worse than the buildings that they were used to seeing.

After rushing for an entire day, the group felt rather exhausted. They simply hoped to savor warm, delicious food by the fireside soon. Lize and Anne let out sighs of relief while Nell sat quietly beside them in a shadow that concealed her expression.

“Christie, how are you feeling?”

Rhode sat beside her and asked softly. At this moment, Christie had already taken off her purple cloak. A slight blush could be seen spreading across her pale complexion. She took short breaths and sweat had formed on her forehead. She seemed exhausted, but in fact, everyone basically rode their horses apart from the battle and yet, it seemed like Christie had just returned from a marathon.

This went to show how weak her body was and why Rhode wasn’t willing to bring her along.

“I’m… fine… Rhode…”

Christie looked up and presented an adorable smile. Rhode gazed at her in silence and gently combed her hair with his fingers. In fact, Rhode didn’t know why this mission involved Christie. Moreover, he wasn’t sure when the other ‘Christie’ would appear. Would everything be fine for this little girl to run around like this?

“Excuse me, may I know what’s your purpose of visiting the Eastern Plains?”

The inn boss asked curiously. In fact, he was also curious because Anne was dressed up as a mercenary while Rhode and Christie were clad in noble attire. Besides, there was still an Elf… The inn boss had to admit that in his years of work, he rarely saw such a strange combination. Rhode didn’t answer him. Instead, he gazed at the inn boss and asked.

“I’ve previously heard that the Eastern Plains is recruiting forces to regain the Falcon Peak. Is this true?”

“You’re right about that.”

The inn boss nodded hurriedly and his plump, smiling face sulked.

“Sigh. Frankly speaking, ever since the Falcon Peak fell into the hands of the Undead Army, the rear of the Eastern Plains hasn’t been peaceful. I guess you’ve seen it for yourself today. Normally, the Undead Creatures wouldn’t even be here at all. But now… The elders are discontented and recruiting forces everywhere they can just for the sake of regaining the Falcon Peak.”

“How’s the progress?”

This piqued Rhode’s curiosity and he asked.

“Still alright, I suppose. To be honest, Sir, the strength of our people in the Eastern Plains is rather strong. The damn skeletons have fought with us for years and never gained the upper hand. I heard that people from various places have applied to head into the Falcon Peak and defeat the Undead Creatures… Sigh. I don’t know what the Battle Mage Group was doing. How did they lose the Falcon Peak…”

Sovann turned awkward after hearing his complaints. However, no one noticed because he sat in the corner. Rhode swept a glance at him, but had no intention of speaking up for him.

“We’re interested in this matter, Boss. Do you have any ways to introduce us to them?”

“You want to join in the battle at Falcon Peak?”

The inn boss widened his eyes. He puckered his brows and gazed at Lize, Anne, and Christie. His gaze fixed on Christie for a few seconds before answering hesitantly.

“This… isn’t too good, Sir. The Undead Creatures are dangerous. These young ladies will…”

“I hope you can contact them for me.”

Rhode interrupted and the inn boss nodded hurriedly upon sensing the change in Rhode’s tone and left quickly to prepare dinner.

After a few moments, piping-hot food was delivered to them. Rhode had to admit that it was indeed tasty and not oily. Anne was delighted to dig in while the food was to Lize and Christie’s likings. Nell isolated herself, ate some fruit, and consumed some water. However, the others didn’t take it to heart because they knew that this was the Elves’ habit.

At this moment, a tall, slim young man clad in armor came to their table.

“Greetings, I heard that you’re interested in joining the Falcon Peak battle?”

“That’s right. You are…”

Rhode turned around and scanned the young man. But before he completed his sentence, Sovann stood up abruptly and stared at him.

“Are you… Bryan?”

The young man gazed dubiously at Sovann. Then, he puckered his brows as though recalling something. After a few moments, he exclaimed.

“Big Brother?!”