Hearing someone's footsteps, Turner turned to see Brandon, and said happily: "Oh! Look at our young man, what have you brought back to us!" As he said that, he turned to look at Sack and continued: "Sack, it seems that you are lucky! I was thinking just now that if you can't eat wild boar meat, you should get something for you! Now, you have fish soup. Haha...haha..."

Turner was really happy.

Brandon held up the fish in his hand and said with some amusement and laughter: "Mr. Turner, although I caught fish, if I asked me to stew fish soup, I really don't have the ability to do this! Besides, do we have a pot now?"

After hearing this, Turner smiled and said, "It's okay, we have Captain Sack's helmet. Likavi is a good fish player. Likavi's fish soup has never disappointed me over the years. Just give the fish to Likavi."

"Okay." Brandon said, handing the fish to Likawi: "Have the others not come back yet?"

"Yes, but I think it's soon. Whether they get prey or not, we have enough food." Turner finally showed a hint of sadness: "Enough we'll go back to Vile."

"Back to town." Brandon suddenly thought of Miss Bertina for some reason at this time, and didn't know what she was doing?

The people who went out to hunt came back one after another, but most of them didn't get any decent prey. Fortunately, as Captain Turner said, their food was enough to get them back to town.

After everyone had eaten food, Turner arranged the nighttime staff, and then he asked everyone to hurry up and rest. If nothing unexpected happens, everyone will rush to go again. If something unexpected happens, everyone will rush to go soon.

Brandon began his own practice and entered meditation according to the druid's meditation, constantly trying to integrate with nature.

When time was approaching, Brandon woke up from meditation, feeling the natural heart full of power again, and gained a little stability in his heart: because the spell position has also returned to full value.

He greeted Hart on the night, and then used the level 0 healing slightly wound magic twice in a row to Captain Sack. His frown, which was still frowning in his sleep, gradually dissipated, and his breathing that was already a little rapid gradually stabilized.

Brandon came to Turner: "Captain Turner, I think we should set off."

Turner sat on the ground with a big sword in his arms, leaning his back against a tree, and was sleeping.

But when Brandon walked to him, he had already opened his eyes. When he heard Brandon's words, he became a little anxious: "Is there a trace of the dead nearby?"

Brandon shook his head: "No, I didn't feel the breath of the undead, but I was always uneasy."

Turner breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, looked at the surrounding environment, closed his eyes and thought for a moment: "Your worries may not make no sense."

As he said that, he stood up and shouted that everyone else would get up and prepare to set off.

Although he was woken up late at night, everyone obviously understood that he was still in danger, so no one said anything strange. He simply cleaned up and lifted the seriously injured Sak, and everyone set out again.

This time we walked until early morning and we stopped to rest again. At this time, the distance from Vile Town was not far away. At the current speed, we would definitely be able to reach Vile Town before dark, so during this break, Brandon clearly felt that everyone's mood was better than last night.

But Brandon was still uneasy, which was why Brandon only used two level 0 spell positions. However, he did not urge everyone to set off again as soon as possible, because this was a group of tired people, and only Brandon and the mercenary captain Turner were probably the only ones who could exert normal combat power. Turner was because his own strength was strong enough, and Brandon could exert normal combat power or because he was a druid. As long as he summoned his natural allies, he did not have to fight in person.

As for the other people excluding the four wounded people, the remaining few people were not only in a state of nervousness, but also in physical consumption. Brandon was worried that he would urge them to set off now, and the entire team would not go far next.

So now we can only let everyone rest for a while and recover their strength. But Brandon couldn't settle down to rest, so Brandon climbed onto a tree, hoping to see further. Only in this way can he no longer feel anxious.

The mercenary captain Turner obviously felt Brandon's anxiety, but what made him feel relieved was that Brandon did not let everyone set off immediately, but he understood Brandon's anxiety now. After all, he was not in a safe area yet, and the undead creatures were obviously commanded by the leader yesterday. Although the druid could sense the breath of the undead creature, who could guarantee that the leader of the undead creature opposite could not deceive the druid's perception? So no matter how worried you are now, it is not an exaggeration.

Let everyone take a break, eat some food to replenish their energy, and then hurry away from this forest as soon as possible to get back to Weir Town before they can get safe for the time being.

Turner estimated that the time was almost ready, and shouted to Brandon: "Branton, come down quickly. We need to set off."

Brandon didn't expect that the rest time would be shorter than he expected. It seemed that Captain Turner was also very anxious. He did not say too much nonsense, and he agreed and came down from the tree.

Other players didn't say anything when they heard Turner's arrangement, but the injured players wanted to take a break: "Captain, are you going to set off after just a while of rest? Can you wait any longer? After all, we have already thrown away the undead, right?"

Turner obviously had expected such words: "No one can guarantee that we have got rid of those undead creatures! I even doubt whether those undead creatures are following us."

Brandon supported Turner: "Yes, the undead we encountered yesterday should have leaders directed them. I think they are still searching for us, but because there are many lives in the forest, it affects the undead's judgment of our location. In order to avoid unnecessary casualties, we must leave as soon as possible. Moreover, only by rushing back to Ville Town as soon as possible can you get the priest's treatment as soon as possible."

Seeing Turner, who was in charge of the command, Druid Brandon, who could be treated, all hoped to rush on the road as soon as possible, and the reasons were very good. The three wounded had no choice but to struggle to get up and rush on the road, although they were uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Brandon was no longer stingy with the magic position. He applied three level 0 healing micro-injury magic to the three wounded soldiers, which could reduce the impact of the wound on their bodies when they were on the road.

Seeing that the wounded had no objection, Brandon turned to look at Turner.
Chapter completed!