Except for a few mercenaries who were on guard and vigilance, most of the others had already gone to bed.

Especially the soldiers preparing for night operations, Alena, the half-orc Rhett and the paladin Eloline, had all rested for more than eight hours.

Currently sitting in front of the campfire, nibbling on a bowl of freshly made stew, broth and bread.

The Holy Knight Ai Luolin, in particular, looked visibly nervous and almost spilled the bowl of soup in her hand several times.

After she finished her portion of food, she asked impatiently, "Is Soth still not awake?"

The soldier shook his head gently. "Not yet. I just went to take a look in the carriage, and the master seemed to be dreaming. But judging by the time, he should wake up soon."

"dream?"

Alena was slightly stunned.

Because in her impression, Zuo Si's sleeping condition has always been surprisingly good.

Even when faced with an unexpected accident or experiencing an intense and exciting battle, this young planeswalker can easily fall into a deep sleep when needed.

Not to mention dreaming, even getting up to go to the bathroom at night rarely happens.

Alena once suspected that her master had no emotions such as tension and anxiety at all.

No matter what happens, you can always maintain a calm and indifferent attitude to solve the problem.

"That's right! It was a dream! And it was probably a nightmare. I vaguely heard him mumbling something. But the sound was too soft and too vague to make out clearly."

The soldier did not hide anything and told everything he knew.

Just when Alena wanted to continue asking questions, Zuo Si finally walked out of the carriage that was specially prepared for her.

He didn't look very well. Not only were his eyes slightly puffy, but he also kept rubbing his eyebrows with his hands.

"Master, are you okay?"

The loyal soldier took the initiative to stand up, his eyes full of concern.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. I just didn't sleep well. But my spell slots have all been restored. It's a blessing in disguise."

Zuo Si shook his head slightly, walked straight to the campfire and sat down, took out his own special bowl, and scooped a spoonful of steaming broth from the pot.

After a few mouthfuls of hot soup, he obviously felt better.

"Are you dreaming?"

The outspoken Alena asked curiously.

Zuo Si carefully drank the soup from the bowl and responded nonchalantly, "Yes! I had a rather absurd dream. In the dream, I fought with a wounded blue dragon with all my might, and finally succeeded in tearing a piece of flesh from him, and then I woke up."

"Ha! Is this because we are going to face a red dragon, so even you feel nervous?" Alena teased heartlessly.

"Do you think I would be afraid of a red dragon?" Zuo Si asked meaningfully.

With that strange object, Wilmes was basically like an enlarged version of his pet dog in front of him.

Compared to the red dragon, he felt that this dream had something to do with the ability to transform into a half-dragon using the [Dragon Transformation Gloves].

Especially the basic attributes that inexplicably increased drastically after the battle, which seemed a bit abnormal no matter how you looked at it.

However, Zuo Si did not have time to study the secret of this magic glove at the moment, so he could only put it aside for the time being.

After all, there is no harm in improving basic attributes.

Once we arrive at Athkatla and settle down, I'll find a chance to find out what secrets this thing hides.

Alena stared at Zuo Si’s eyes for a full half minute before she said in a very playful tone, “That’s hard to say.

Everyone has some fear in their heart.

A dragon slayer who dares to face a dragon might be frightened to jump by a bug falling from the roof on a normal day; a general who is victorious in every battle on the battlefield might be frightened out of his wits by his wife's roar when he returns home.

One day, I will find it and give you a good scare."

As the saying goes, mentally ill patients have broad ideas and mentally retarded children are more joyful.

Alena is obviously from the Chaos camp, except that she is a bit more serious when fighting.

On weekdays, he basically looks like he always wants to have fun.

After spending so many days together, Zuo Si had long been accustomed to her nonsense. He rolled his eyes in annoyance and said, "Then take your time to look for it. Remember to tell me when you find it. Also, take out the wine you secretly hid in your backpack. Don't think I didn't see it."

"Ah?! How...how did you find out?" Alena was a little panicked.

You have to know that she stole that bottle of wine from the cabinet behind the bar when she was staying at the Mannon Hotel when the bartender was not paying attention.

"You're not a professional thief. Who can you fool with your poor stealing skills? What's more, do you think that bottle of wine was really stolen? How naive! I have already paid for you." Zuo Si explained speechlessly, holding his forehead.

He really didn't know what to say about the funny personality of his first follower.

The only good thing is that Alena's alignment is neutral chaos, not evil chaos.

Otherwise, Zuo Si would probably have become bald before he even reached adulthood.

"Damn it! No wonder I always felt that the way you looked at me was not right since last night."

Seeing her little secret being exposed, Alena couldn't help but complain in a low voice.

Reluctantly, he took out the bottle of liquor from his backpack. It was sold for 15 gold coins at the Mannon Inn. The liquor was made from wine and was distilled and fermented through a series of complex processes.

According to the Earth's name, this bottle of wine should be called "brandy".

However, the locals of Manon gave it a better name, called "Fire of Extinction".

This is mainly because this distilled liquor has a strong aftertaste, which always makes people drunk without realizing it.

Looking at the amber liquid in the bottle, Alena clearly showed an expression of regret and unwillingness.

Then, she unscrewed the cork herself, tilted her head back and gulped down several mouthfuls, before reluctantly handing it to the soldier beside her.

The latter took a sip in silence and then passed it to the orc next to him.

Rhett took it and took a sip, then said with a smile: "Thank you! Nothing can make people feel more relaxed and refreshed than having a sip of strong liquor on a night like this."

In this way, except for Zuo Si, everyone sitting around the campfire took a sip each and quickly drank the whole bottle of wine.

Under the stimulation of alcohol, they, who were originally a little sleepy, quickly became excited.

After Zuo Si finished his dinner, the team members participating in this operation came to the river bank, rode on the back of the scorpion-tailed lion to cross the river, and landed in the city of Mylatma surrounded by the army of monsters.

For spellcasters like Zuo Si and Alena who don't have much weight or armor on them, the Scorpion Tailed Lion's carrying capacity can carry about two at a time.

In contrast, soldiers, a unit wearing full body heavy armor, can barely be carried one at a time.

After going back and forth several times, the group of five finally landed on the deserted street.

Of course, the price was that the Manticore was exhausted.

In addition, it was not suitable for participating in the next operation, so Zuo Si sent it to the woods outside the city to rest.

Because the light was too dim at night, no one noticed that there were a few uninvited guests in the city.

Just the opposite!

The soldiers standing on the city walls on night watch focused all their attention on the camp of the monster army.

Once there is a slight disturbance, there will be chaos on the city wall.

(End of this chapter)