However, the reality is just that cruel.

The four members of Mark's team (Mark, Monica, Anna, and Enzo) plus the twelve members of Kyle's team (Kyle, Ruby, Oak, and six others, plus four other reserves).

They appeared to be numerous and powerful, with six combatants who had just entered the high-level ranks (Mark, Monica, Anna, Enzo, Kyle, and Ruby), and the rest were all fifth-level elites.

However, the gap between higher-level units is like an insurmountable chasm.

The difference in strength between Alfonso Lin, a top expert who has lingered at the threshold of legendary status for many years, and these newcomers who have just crossed the threshold of high-level status is like heaven and earth.

The fact that those three elven hunters could force Alfonso to reveal himself and retreat in terror speaks volumes about their power.

If they were determined to keep an eye on Anna, any subsequent actions would be extremely difficult, and even the lives of the team members would be constantly hanging by a thread.

A somber silence hung over the camp.

Anna huddled beside Monica, her emerald eyes lowered, utterly dejected. The appearance of the royal hunters had crushed her defenses like a boulder.

Even now, she is still somewhat disoriented.

She always thought that when her mother turned a blind eye to her leaving the Elf Forest, she had actually tacitly agreed that she would leave the Elf race and live in anonymity.

But to my surprise, they still came.

Enzo irritably polished the spare warhammer, sparks flying everywhere.

Oak and the others also had tense expressions. Only by personally experiencing the power of such a strong person could they truly understand the difference.

"Perhaps." A clear, cold voice broke the silence, like ice water dripping into a cold pool.

Monica leaned against the shadow of a rock, the Ring of Truth (IX) on her fingertips shimmering with a faint silver light, her wine-red eyes sweeping over the crowd.

“We can send stronger people to deal with them.”

Everyone's eyes were instantly focused on her.

"did you mean……"

Kyle's eyes narrowed slightly.

“Since they are wary of Captain Alfonso,” Monica said calmly, stating the only viable solution, “then we must find a way to make the Captain truly ‘find’ them, or force them to confront a threat that the Captain cannot ignore. We cannot fight them head-on, so we can only leverage their influence.”

Ruby's eyes lit up slightly, but then dimmed again: "But the captain must have a more important mission in Lor Swamp. Even Kyle and I are not qualified to act with the main knight order, so you have even less chance of joining the captain's team."

Although Ruby had always had a problem with Mark, the incompetent priest, she actually liked Anna the most in Mark's team.

Because her Fiery Sister instincts told her that Anna was the only one she could truly be close to.

"By the Holy Light! That makes sense! We can't possibly join Commander Alfonso's team. But can't we upgrade the map of that old cripple in the Black Street?"

"With enough contribution points and a high enough level, we can see 'more detailed' and 'more timely' intelligence... If we can get a general idea of ​​the leader's activity area, or find something major that can alarm him..."

Mark glanced at Kyle and Ruby, his meaning clear.

Actually, saying this was somewhat disrespectful to the leader; it was purely an attempt to use Alfonso as a tool.

Mark said this to see just how much Kyle and Ruby could accept their team's behavior.

Kyle and Ruby exchanged a glance, both seeing the determination in each other's eyes.

The monks who have graduated from the Holy City Monastery in recent years are different from the old stubborn ones in the church before, and they did not find anything wrong with what Mark just said.

On the contrary, I think this is the most feasible and relatively controllable solution at present.

Moreover, if we do as Mark says and succeed, that's what will happen.

They were even capable of completing their own mission.

Because, in fact, it would be much simpler to directly contact the main knightly order led by Alfonso than to obtain information from the map of the Rotten Vine Alliance.

The key point is that they came to the Lor Swamp to investigate traitors within the human race and even the church's upper echelons.

If the Thirteenth Knights, as a legion independent of the Lor Swamp war zone, could have their movements tracked by the enemy, that speaks volumes.

The scope of subsequent targets will also be narrowed considerably!

Furthermore, they could even leverage the intelligence capabilities of the Rotten Vine Alliance map, combined with the backing of the Holy Light Church, to allow Commander Alfonso to truly intervene.

Ruby nodded: "That's feasible. The leader must have something in mind for venturing into the swamp this time. Let's work on two fronts. From now on, we'll try our best to work with the four of you and raise your levels in the Rotten Vine Alliance as soon as possible."

The tense atmosphere eased slightly as a glimmer of hope was found.

Mark stood up, grinning, and stretched his arm, which was still sore from the healing scroll's repair: "Phew, using your brain too much makes you hungry. The Holy Light teaches us that you need to be well-fed to have the strength to fight against heretics! Enzo, start a fire! I'll go to the wetlands next door and catch a few swamp blind fish."

Upon hearing about food, Enzo's irritation vanished instantly, and he replied in a deep voice, "Wait for me! I'll go catch some with you!"

While shouting, Enzo borrowed some embers from Kyle's campfire and started a fire. Then, he quickly set up a large iron pot, poured in water, and chased after Mark.

Although the Swamp Blind Fish is a third-tier magical beast from the Lor Swamp, it is skilled in ambush.

However, when faced with two high-level animals, the only thing worth mentioning is probably their firm and delicious meat.

The two returned to the camp in just over ten minutes, carrying five or six large black fish, each nearly a meter long.

The workbench is set up, and the cutting board is placed on it.

Then he picked up the kitchen knife that Enzo had specially made for him.

Mark's technique was skillful; with a light, diagonal slice of the cleaver, the paper-thin slices of fish fell into the ice plate that Little Mu had prepared in advance.

He then rummaged through his baggage and took out several treasured spicy spices and a small jar of animal fat, which he put into the pot.

Soon, the spicy and fragrant aroma forcefully dispelled the dampness of the swamp and permeated the camp.

"Come on, boiled blind fish slices! They're good for warming you up and can even slightly improve your night vision! In the human capital, a pot of this would easily cost you seventy or eighty gold coins."

Mark greeted everyone casually and served each person a full bowl.

Bright red chili oil floats on the clear fish soup, and the snow-white fish slices tremble gently, emitting an enticing aroma.

Enzo eagerly scooped up a large, piping hot piece of fish and stuffed it into his mouth, panting heavily from the heat but unwilling to spit it out.

"Hiss... Whew... That's potent! It would be perfect with a bottle of strong liquor!"

His dark red face was full of satisfaction.

Anna sipped the hot soup, the spicy warmth seemingly dispelling some of the chill in her heart, and her complexion regained a bit of its vitality.

Kyle and Ruby were relieved of their burdens and enjoyed the unexpectedly sumptuous wilderness dinner.

Ruby, unusually, didn't comment on Mark's behavior, which was unbecoming of a clergyman, and simply drank her soup in silence.

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