Mitchell revealed a knowing smile: "Master Mica…"
"I thought you weren't coming."
...
The following morning.
Lynn, sleeping on the wooden bed in the tent, was awakened by the flapping of wings from birds in the mountain woods.
After a simple wash, Lynn stepped out of the tent.
The campfire in the center of the camp, under the guard's watch, had burned all night long.
Not only was the campfire needed for illumination and dispersing the dampness, but also to ward off unknown beasts from the primordial forest!
Red, sitting by the campfire, saw Lynn and quickly stood up.
"Master, breakfast is ready."
Lynn acknowledged.
After the cook brought over a simple breakfast and he had finished eating,
Lynn immediately ordered the guards to pack up the tents and continue on.
As they passed by the natural soda mines and saltpeter caves, dozens of workers who were digging there jumped in surprise upon seeing Lynn and his entourage.
