Night falls, and the stars shine brightly in the sky.

The scorching heat of the day has dropped, and now that the night has plummeted, it's a good time to trek through the desert, so just set up your tent and light a campfire before the cold sets in the middle of the night.

That's why the caravan left in a hurry, and reporting the situation as soon as possible was one of the reasons.

But more reasons.

Or were they afraid that Rolf would rebel and lead the team to plunder them.

Just a few days earlier, rumors had been circulating that the caravan that had offended Rolf had been attacked by robbers after leaving the inn, and had died half a day's walk from the inn and the stone pass.

All of them had their throats cut to death, and the merchant who had offended Rolf at the head had his head stuck in his spear.

Although no one has proven that it was Rolf's hand.

But everyone understands that it was this guy who was the same as the bandits, secretly planning the attack.

Rolf did it.

He has a bad reputation in the continent of Calradia, and unlike the NPCs of the good faction such as Fatis, Bandak, James, and Manid, he is a complete villain and a bastard, and there is not much he can't do.

For him, the bottom line is a membrane that can be broken through at any time.

Just like a woman.

But Rolf was fiercely loyal to Kant.

In other words, the NPCs of the evil camp are all stupid and unconditional support for Kant.

They do not oppose Kant's good deeds, but welcome Kant's evil deeds, they have no objection to this, compared to the good camp of Bandak and Fatis, they are undoubtedly more suitable for the development of the initial expansion, after all, the accumulation of raw funds is a bloody killing, and goodness can only be oppressed.

This is the truth of the world, and when we do not acquire the corresponding strength, we can only be swallowed up by other fierce competitors, just like fish and shrimp in a lake, devouring each other and plundering each other's resources.

Therefore, Kant had great trust in Rolf and gave him the same great power.

As far as military power alone is concerned.

In addition to Fatis, who commanded the castle of "Drehem", it was Rolf who had the heaviest military power here.

Kant believed that he could solve the problem for himself.

This kind of dirty work with blood on hand, Rolf is very good at it.

Not only can he suppress the situation that the post station is currently facing, but he can also handle it perfectly with the scimitar in his hand and the spears of the cavalry behind him.

People are afraid.

Anyone who faces a butcher's knife will keep compliments and learn to bend over and flatter.

Merchants from the Duchy of Lion, each with a noble background, will also learn how to offer their humility to Rolf and pay a large silver coin that is worth a lot of money but just right on their psychological bottom line in exchange for the peace they have come to.

Even if someone is unwilling to attract a gang of robbers and launch a merchant riot, for Rolf, who is already vigilant, as long as he is careful, it is an easy counter-ambush.

In the evening, Kant and Rolf had a deep conversation about the future garrison.

Emphasis was placed on any dangers that might be encountered in the future, as well as the reactions of those nobles.

Rolf needs to be vigilant.

Chatted late into the night.

If it weren't for Kant's departure for the Sentry Oasis tomorrow morning, it would probably be necessary to continue talking.

After all, this central post station in the sentry oasis and the solid stone pass, and even the pass of the Sanwaya Mountains, is the only window for Kant's foreign exchanges.

Problems and pressures followed.

Rolf's burden was heavy.

But because of this, Kant chose to believe him.

Hailing from the continent of Calradia, the honed Rolf is naturally outstanding.

The night is getting darker.

Bright stars fill the sky.

The merchants had already replenished their water and food, and left in the direction of the stone pass.

Kant's discussion with Rolf ends.

The Svadian knights who accompanied them also entered their rooms to rest.

After all, we will set off at dawn tomorrow, and it is estimated that there will be a day and a night to return to the sentry oasis, which requires a long journey, and it is indeed hard to find it in the harsh environment of the Naren Desert.

The room was thus given to Kant by the stationarians to sleep.

Nothing was said all night.

A chill is coming to the desert.

But bonfires were lit inside and outside the inn.

The warmth dispelled the chill, allowing the knights in the room to sleep peacefully with the cavalry in the tents outside.

Even if there are desert bandits patrolling at night.

He also wears a thick leather coat and robe, made of the fur of a desert antelope, which is very warm.

As the stars shone brightly in the sky, the faint chill grew thicker.

Late at night.

The rotating night cavalry has changed several waves.

The bright starlight, the bright moonlight illuminated the earth like a layer of fine yarn.

Behind the surrounding sand dunes, where even the desert bandit patrol did not reach, a group of cavalry, about 10 people, was also dressed in leather robes, and the whole body was wrapped in it, only the nostrils and eyes were exposed, and a white mist with hot air erupted between breaths, and the eyes were gloomy.

Without saying much, they were still very uncomfortable with the cruel environment of the Naren Desert, and the horses galloped under their crotches, and the exhausted horses stepped on the sand dunes, snorted, and ran towards the depths of the dunes.

………………

Nothing was said all night.

The light of dawn pierces the darkness, and the fish white at the end of the sky proves that the day has arrived.

But the dawn of the Narun Desert was still cold.

A little breeze from the north blew on my cheeks, and I could feel the deep chill.

The temperature difference between day and night in desert areas is very large.

The high temperature during the day can boil water, and the low temperature at night can freeze.

This is why the Narun Desert is called the forbidden area for human beings, no one wants to live here, even Kant, in his heart, there is a certain helplessness about this desert.

If you could live on a fertile plain, no one would have come to survive in such a harsh environment.

At the well next to the inn.

The clear, cool underground water of the lake has been lifted up by wooden barrels.

Luckily, a carp with a palm-wide and small arm was caught in the barrel and sent directly to the kitchen as part of breakfast.

There are not many fish in the underground lake connected to the well, but there are definitely a lot of them.

But now is not the time to worry about that.

The clear, cool water of the lake has filled everyone's water bladder.

The finest fodder brought from the Sentry Oasis also fed the Swadian horses of the knights.

Very well prepared.

In the kitchen, breakfast is also cooked.

Kant had in front of him wheat porridge, slices of toast, grilled dried meat, fried fish pieces and fried eggs, and small cups of ale for appetizers.

The rest of the population eats only porridge and bread, as well as grilled air-dried meat.

Everyone devoured it.

They had to wait until it was dark, and they had to hurry before the temperature was completely hot, and it would be very difficult for them to continue their trek through the desert until the scorching sun reached at noon.

After breakfast, Kant asked Rolf a few words and led the team away.

103 Swadia knights followed.

In the past, the hoof prints left by the camel caravan when transporting supplies were the roads.

Despite a sandstorm, there have been caravans of supplies to the post in recent days, which are clearly visible, although traces of horses' hooves and ruts can occasionally be found.

Kant looked up at the dunes on either side.

There were some broken wagons thrown there, and there were scattered corpses.

What's more, the heads are cut off, stuck in the spears, and raised diagonally, like primitive and ancient totemic pillars, deterring travelers who dare to set foot on this path.

This is indeed a threat.

From Rolf's unbridled killings.

Kant recognized the carriages and corpses as merchants from the Duchy of Lion.

It had not been a few days since he was killed.

It should be after the sandstorm.

It seems that these merchants are trying to take advantage of the chaos after the sandstorm to penetrate into the sentry oasis.

However, it was discovered by the desert bandits, and Rolf directly killed the killers, slaughtering all these guys who dared to break the rules between the dunes, and even hung their heads on spears to deter those who came after them.

But apparently, this deterrence is not effective.

On both sides of the sand dunes one after another, scattered corpses also appeared.

Either a merchant or an adventurer.

But without exception, they were all discovered by the patrolling desert bandits, cut off their heads, stuck their spears or swords at the top of the dunes, and looked at the road miserably, still intimidating those who came after them.

The desert bandits have no problem with this.

It's just killing some people.

When they were in the Salander Desert, they did all kinds of evil.

Otherwise, you wouldn't be called a desert bandit!

Kant led the knights forward quickly, and the corpses between the dunes on both sides gradually decreased.

It can be seen that there are too few people who can withstand the threat of death and enter the depths of the Narun Desert, especially with so many corpses on both sides, which completely shows the ruthlessness of these cavalrymen.

Losing lives for the sake of intelligence is not an appropriate deal at the moment.

Kant: They are galloping.

Behind him, five desert bandits rode their horses quickly.

"Slowing down." Kant raised his hand.

The team's advance slowed down, allowing the group of desert bandits to follow.

The desert bandits led by him were out of breath, obviously galloping all the way, and when they saw Kant and they stopped, they immediately rode to Kant and reported quickly: "Lord Lord, our patrol has found abnormal footprints on the sand dunes, it may be that there are spies going deep into the desert, Lord Rolf asked me to inform you to pay attention to safety!" ”

"yes, I see." Kant nodded, his eyes flat.

It's easy to spot anomalous footprints in the desert.

After all, the footprints left between the layers of sand are clearly visible for a few weeks as long as there is no wind and no sandstorms.

Because of this, Rolf was able to lead the desert bandits and Salander riders to easily spot if there were spies or traders who defied the ban and went into the depths of the desert.

The capture is also simple.

Just follow the footprints and you'll be able to catch these little mice.

"How many?" Kant asked.