The Chasseurs are very familiar with "garbage disposal".

The bodies of the seven robbers disappeared without a trace in one night, and the vehicles and horses they left behind were also accepted by Ictor.

However, some unlucky drunkards still witnessed the end of the incident, so in the streets and alleys of Rossodore, some rumors about the big upright rat began to spread.

Telling it at night can stop children from crying.

As for the bandits who were dealt with by the Ratmen, they were most likely the rumored "Defectors".

He dared to kidnap a mage and even had an evil holy weapon as support.

These shameless humans are bribed by the orcs and often traffic in some human technical personnel and sell them to the north.

The orcs are also making progress. After driving all the native races to the south, they are also pursuing technological development.

The appearance of these people is not a good sign.

The development situation of Windsor this year is still grim. Although it has gained mages and business allies, the threat of orcs and the task of cleaning up along the way are still a headache for Ictor.

These dwarves who regard Rosthodor as their second home will not leave there easily.

Being able to stay in the frontline territory at the rear is definitely much more comfortable than being on the real frontline.

After recruiting Lafayette, Ictor did not stay too long in Rossodore and returned to Windsor with a convoy and a large amount of supplies.

The rat people were armed with all kinds of sophisticated weapons, and the armor on their bodies was polished and shiny.

Not only Virgil, but also the other two mages were quite surprised.

Ictor said proudly, and all the ratmen along the way respectfully saluted the convoy.

Bustling villages, regular fields, never-ending blacksmith cabins, and tight peripheral defenses.

The three people in the car finally returned to normal.

After Ictor finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and made a "please" gesture towards the outside of the castle.

A large group of mice were working in the fields, not just one or two, but hundreds of them!

In fact, Virgil already had the answer in his mind, but he still couldn't believe it.

It’s not enough to send us to Rossodore, he has to send us another way!”

Virgil finally noticed the mage in front of him. Unlike him and Sirolman who were wearing robes, Lafayette was tied up like a rice dumpling.

"Mr. Ickert, whose territory is this?"

Seeing this, Virgil replied enthusiastically:

By this time, no matter how slow Virgil reacted, he noticed something was wrong.

Virgil: "Bumping, the carriage is on the road again, kind-hearted Ictor, he is really a little enthusiastic,

The normal recruitment process is useless for dwarves. Their sense of home is far deeper than that of humans.

In addition to these rat men working in the fields, the remaining rat men were organized for military training.

Like a king.

He didn't want to remind Virgil who was still in the dark.

"Of course this is my territory!"

Ictor smiled and Lafayette nodded quickly.

As the curtains opened, the scene of Windsor's collar was also revealed in front of the three of them.

Virgil squeezed the suitcase tightly, his legs trembling in panic.

At this time, the door curtain inside the swaying carriage was tightly closed, and there was only weak light in the carriage.

A territory with a population of thousands is not considered small by any means. Without a successful career, which lord could own such a territory?

"Sleeping bag? That's great, Mr. Lafayette, but the sun is rising now. If you feel uncomfortable, you'd better let the two mages help you untie it."

Only Sirolman saw Lafayette's embarrassment.

"How did you sleep, my gentlemen?"

Lafayette explained without blushing or heartbeat.

After walking a long road again, Iket finally led his team back to the territory.

The only difference is that there are no human farmers plowing the fields in Windsor, but instead a large group of "upright mice."

"mouse?"

"Mage Iket has decided to recruit me to work for him, so I can get a sleeping bag to keep warm."

"This is a sleeping bag."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ickert, I don't think I have any intention of staying in your castle temporarily."

Both labor force and military strength are somewhat insufficient.

Virgil touched the thin robe on his body and felt that it seemed to make sense.

At this time, the three mages in the carriage also woke up one after another.

Seeing that all the mages in the car had woken up, Iket greeted them.

"Of course you can decide your own itinerary, Master Virgil. If you are in a hurry, you might as well leave now."

"Very well, Master Iket, your hospitality is very thoughtful. We are neither cold nor warm.

The opponent is a powerful fourth-level mage. If he really doesn't want to let him go, Virgil will "temporarily stay" here for both emotional and logical reasons.

Sirolman raised his eyebrows but said nothing.

"Are those rats?"

It is no different from a normal prosperous territory.

Virgil's face was full of joy, Siroloman was thinking about his work in the new territory, and as for Lafayette

"Brother, why are you tied up?"

In Rossodor, Iket put him in a brand-new robe, washed away the wind and dust, and gave him delicious food and drink, which moved him very much.

Virgil said while protecting his luggage, which caused Sirorman and Lafayette, who had already packed their large and small bags, to stop.

Oh, by the way, there is also the sleeping bag you prepared for this mage, thank you for taking care of his cold constitution."

It's extremely hot here on the front line all year round. Isn't it too hot to sleep with such tight clothes at night?

Sirolman quickly labeled Lafayette a "freak."

It's not that he hasn't tried to "recruit" some dwarf blacksmiths, but kidnapping dwarves often involves complex racial and diplomatic issues.

The carriage finally stopped in the castle, and Ictor greeted the three of them to store their luggage and arrange rooms for them.

After Virgil finished speaking, he pointed at the earthworm-like Lafayette.

The hearts of the three mages could not be calm for a long time.

Lafayette no longer dared to look at anyone at this time.

In fact, the mage had already decided to follow Iket in his heart, but he was too harsh that day, so Iket did not let go of the rope around him.

At this time, only Virgil, who didn't understand the situation, thought they were still moving forward, but in fact, he was getting further and further away from their destination.

Fortunately, Ictor finally let go.

Just as the mages were getting along awkwardly in the carriage, Ictor also opened the curtain at the right time.

There were also some large, thick, black pipes. The three mages did not know the principles of those weapons, but they could feel some power from the caliber.

"Thank you for your hospitality along the way, I will remember your kindness, but now, I have to set off to continue my way."

"But my caravan is tired from the journey, so I beg your pardon that they can't go on the road with you."

"This is natural. I have always been self-reliant and self-reliant."

Virgil picked up his cassock and ran quickly out the door with his luggage as if he had been granted amnesty.

But as soon as he reached the gate, he turned around and walked back smoothly.
Chapter completed!