Three carriages were set for them to go, with the one carrying the baron in the center, while the other two served to carry his guards.
Silva would be taking the same carriage as the baron and his two children. His son was about fifteen and was a student of the prestigious Blacklight Academy.
His daughter, who was as cold as ice, was thirteen, and she would be applying to the academy the coming year.
Both of them sat opposite their father, while Silva sat beside the baron. He didn’t really care about what was happening in the carriage, so he looked outside, lost in thought.
It wasn’t long after they boarded that they started their journey. They would pass through the forest to get to the city.
The journey would take a full day, so they would have to camp out in the forest for one night.
Not long after they left, they entered the forest.
‘The dreams are getting more consistent, but the goddess has refused to give me any more clues.
Sigh, I should stop thinking about it for now.’
Silva stopped looking outside and turned to face inside the carriage, catching the son glancing at him, same thing with his sister.
The boy’s name was Ray Ezra, while the girl was Fay Ezra. Silva had to say, their parents’ naming sense was pathetic.
When he caught them glancing at him, he stared at both of them with a smile and decided to ask.
“Lady Fay, Sir Ray, by any chance, are you uneasy about me being here?” he asked.
“Huh?” The baron, who had not been paying attention, looked up when he heard what Silva said.
“Sorry, Silva, they simply haven’t been in town too often. My son is in the academy, while my daughter is training with an instructor from the academy to prepare for it. So they don’t know much about you,” the baron explained.
“I understand, their gazes were just a little off-putting,” Silva said and stared outside the window.
“Master, there is an issue,” Fang spoke to Silva through telepathy.
“What is it, Fang?”
He had told Fang to carefully follow the carriages and alert him of any danger.
“Master, a group of bandits is headed toward your carriage. They will arrive in less than a minute, and there are about twenty men.
Should I take them out, Master?” Fang asked.
“No, let them be. I’ll handle it,” Silva replied.
“As you wish,” Fang said.
The baron said that he should show off a little, and that was what he was about to do.
Silva looked at the baron. “Sir, there are bandits on the way here,” Silva said. freёweɓnovel.com
“What? Bandits?” the baron asked in shock.
No normal bandit group would attack a convoy with the crest of a noble family unless they were sent by someone.
That was very plausible because he was on his way to becoming a viscount, and surely there would be people who didn’t want that and would try to kill him.
“How can you be sure? You just sat there and knew?” Ray asked, his sister nodded in agreement.
“Would I have a reason to lie to the baron about bandits?” Silva asked, and that kept Ray quiet.
Silva stood up and banged on the carriage twice to get the attention of the coachman.
“Stop the carriage,” he said. The coachman stopped it immediately.
“I’ll go take care of it with the guards. The three of you just remain here,” Silva said.
“Who are you to tell us to stay put? We have the ability to protect ourselves.”
“I know you do, but I have been hired to ensure that you are all safe. I can’t allow any of you out into battle.
It is not that I do not recognize your skills, but there are uncertainties on the real battlefields. I can sense that you two have trained a lot, but you haven’t faced real life-or-death battles, which simply makes you a liability in the battlefield.
If something were to happen to you there, the guards would rally to protect you and risk their lives for you. If you don’t know what you are doing, you will send several fathers and mothers to an early grave.
If you understand what I have said, then sit out and allow those who have been given the job to protect you to do their job,” Silva said and left.
Ray heard all that, and he fumed in anger. He, a prestigious first-year at the Blacklight Academy, was spoken to in such a rude manner.
His father looked at his angry face but paid him no attention. His son could never surpass Silva, that was something that he very well knew, so his son could throw all the tantrums he wanted.
All the carriages had stopped when they noticed that the middle carriage stopped.
The guards all came out when they saw Silva come out of the carriage. If the main guard was out, that meant something was happening.
They all rallied around Silva.
“Bandits are headed this way, about twenty of them. We will see them in less than thirty seconds. All of you protect the baron but don’t charge at the enemy.
All you have to do is form a defensive formation around the carriage,” Silva gave his instructions.
Some wanted to voice their opinions, but it was too late. The bandits had come into view.
They came from one direction, like they were soldiers coming for war.
Silva took out his sword and looked at the guards.
“Remember, do what I said,” he said before charging at the enemy.
He used dragon eyes, and the highest was 25, with an average stat of 50.
“Seems I was worried for nothing,” Silva said. He planted his feet into the ground and activated flash step.
He vanished before the bandits, and when he reappeared, he decided that he would be injuring them badly enough to cripple them.
But against what he decided, a mission came through.
[Kill the Bandits: A dragon does not discriminate against enemies. All must be destroyed or converted.]
[Rewards: level up, 20 free stat points, 3000SP, S-ranked skill]
[Penalty: destruction of your soul]