Chapter Sixty-Seven: Long Time No See
Qin Mo ultimately failed to change Allen's mind. This time, Allen was determined to let Qin Mo go hunting on her own. Qin Mo remembered watching Animal World before, where cubs would be driven out by their parents after reaching adulthood to hunt for their own territory.
At the time, Qin Mo found it funny to see animals stubbornly refusing to leave their parents, but now he felt like a wild beast about to go out and conquer its own territory... How pitiful.
"Your Highness... let Kai go with you. Kai... is already very strong..." Kai-hime looked at Qin Mo, who was sullenly packing up equipment and supplies, and leaned closer, mustering her courage to speak.
"Forget it. If you leave the brigade, who knows how many difficulties you'll encounter. You need to be able to fight and run to get ahead. If you're at the Yellow Realm cultivation level, then it's passable."
Qin Mo shook her head, rejecting Kaihime's suggestion, which left Kaihime slightly disappointed. It wasn't that she was unhappy because Qin Mo looked down on her, but rather that she wondered what she would do if Qin Mo wasn't around...
Upon hearing that Qin Mo was going out of the city to hunt, all the important figures in the army gathered in Qin Mo's tent, which moved Qin Mo to tears. However, after hearing what they said, Qin Mo kicked them out one by one.
"Your Highness, you must bring back the head of the orc 'King'. Back when the old king was in the Xuan Realm, killing the orc 'King' was as easy as cutting melons and vegetables."
"That's right, that's right. Back then, Old Wang often ventured alone deep into enemy territory to take the heads of enemy chieftains. In the end, when the enemy saw that it was our army, they would retreat a hundred miles..."
Qin Mo felt disgusted watching the bunch of old fogies spitting as they talked. "You want me to intercept and kill the orc king? I'll kill an orc high shaman for you... Do you think orcs are all idiots who just stand there and let me chop them down??"
It was her elven brothers and sisters who were so considerate, bringing Qin Mo many useful things. There was leaf juice that, when applied to the body, could be smelled even by the most sensitive wild beasts; there were poppy fruits that, once eaten, could clear a tired mind for a long time; and there was also a thin, warm woolen blanket.
These people of elven blood were bullied and enslaved, and finally found a place to settle down in Dayuan, where they could live peacefully for a while. All of this was thanks to the orcs. If the orcs hadn't breached the elven royal court, they wouldn't have become motherless children, at the mercy of others.
They didn't ask anything of Qin Mo, but the silent expectation in their eyes added heavy pressure to her. "Sigh... even my adoptive father's death is inextricably linked to the orcs. It seems I have to make something of myself, otherwise, my conscience won't be at peace..."
In the early morning in the trading city, the north roared, and water froze instantly. The Great Xia army, except for cooks and sentries, huddled under their blankets, enjoying the last warmth. Once the sun rose, they would have to say goodbye to their blankets, or their officers would throw them into a snowdrift for extreme endurance training.
At the south gate of the trading city, however, a bustling scene unfolded. Dozens of well-equipped noble private armies huddled together, exchanging information and gathering intelligence. Of course, there was also plenty of boasting and banter, with no one knowing how much of what the other was telling the truth.
Qin Mo arrived at the South Gate in his stylish dog sled, immediately becoming the center of attention. Everyone looked at Qin Mo directing over a dozen dogs, then at their own warhorses or sleds, and felt a pang of envy. It was as if they'd finally managed to buy a BMW, Mercedes, or Audi, but Qin Mo wasn't even driving limited editions anymore, just concept supercars.
"Your Highness, this sled is quite ingenious... How about we go hunting together?"
"Your Highness, our Hu family of Tai'an is considered a military family of the Great Xia Dynasty, with rich experience on the battlefield. How about we team up?"
Team-up invitations kept flooding in, making Qin Mo feel like she was back in the days of hanging out in internet cafes, full of memories...
"Hehe, this young master is merely taking a stroll outside the city; it hardly qualifies as a hunt. Haha, please, everyone, make yourselves at home!" Qin Mo chuckled, dismissing those who were eager to join him. "Each of you is at most in the early or middle stages of the Yellow Realm. To think you'd be so lucky to be company with a Xuan Realm expert like me..."
Are you all going out hunting or launching a surprise attack on the enemy camp? Do you really think you can take the head of a general from among ten thousand soldiers as easily as nothing? Hunting means sneaking into the village and doing the work quietly. Look at you all, with your family badges and battle flags raised so high, as if you're afraid no one will see you.
"Do you know what camouflage is? Do you know what a telescope is? Do you know that simply processed coke can be used to start a smokeless fire for cooking? Do you even have down sleeping bags? And you want to team up with me? A bunch of idiots claiming to be experienced on the battlefield." Qin Mo mentally scoffed, waved away the group of nobles who were blinded by their military achievements, and silently waited for the city gates to open.
This time, Qin Mo didn't have Allen and Wu Shengze see him off. He was afraid of gossip, such as accusations that Allen and Wu Shengze had killed the orcs to gain military merit for themselves—such slander was extremely annoying. Of course... he had indeed considered it... but he hadn't actually done it!
Qin Mo was accompanied by Kaihime, who, as a personal maid, always had certain privileges. Today, she insisted on seeing Qin Mo off, so Qin Mo let her have her way. She picked up a pot of piping hot, well-cooked meat porridge, carefully placed it on Qin Mo's sled, and wrapped it with fur to keep it warm—this was the best she could do.
"Kai, after I leave, don't come out of the camp. Just focus on your training. If you encounter any difficulties, go to Uncle Wu and Allen." Qin Mo rarely gave Kai-hime such words of advice.
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