"Hmm, do you have any ballistae here?"
"Let me think... There seems to be one gathering dust in the warehouse. Follow me."
As he spoke, he warmly led Gauss and the others into the gathering place.
Although he was puzzled that the leader of this squad was a three-star adventurer, while the four-star and five-star adventurers at the back followed contentedly, the smile on his face did not diminish by half, but became even brighter.
His many years of guarding experience told him that encountering unusual situations requires more careful attention, and this is the wisdom of a middle-aged man.
There were many adventurer squads in the camp.
They sat in groups outside their tents on wooden stumps, either maintaining their weapons or conversing quietly while smoking tobacco.
Compared to many adventurers in the town, the people here had equipment with obvious signs of wear, but most of their eyes were sharp, cautiously observing the newcomers, Gauss and his crew.
