The people began to busy themselves.
Checking the carriage body for cracks or deformations, the wheels for breakage or looseness, the suspension and towing apparatus for wear and tear.
Cleaning the grime and dust off the horses, inspecting their bodies and hooves, and feeding and watering them.
Until all tasks were completed, Boer settled their wages.
The Merchant Guild finally quieted down.
Lying on the large bed upstairs, Boer stared at the dim ceiling, still feeling worried.
But eventually, he couldn't resist the fatigue and sleepiness.
Gradually, he drifted off to sleep.
The next morning.
Boer and the group of guards got up early.
After casually eating breakfast, they began preparing for the departure in the warehouse courtyard.
Upon seeing Boer step into the courtyard, those who received their pay last night looked at him with admiration.
One shout after another erupted from their mouths.
"Good morning, Master."
"Master Boer."
"Master..."
