Chapter 51: Crisis (1)

Leaving the sick lady and Harth, I moved to secure some juice for the false-ward. Magically, it's a stone crushed into bits of dust, though juice could be used as well.

The warder camp at the foot of the mountain was a lot larger than the one that got destroyed in the mountain. It was more of a permanent facility than the other one. I hope I can get some spirit fuel here.

With the blizzard going outside, most of the people were inside, while the luminescent lamps enlightened the camp. I hadn’t checked out this camp all that much before, so I only walked, following the light. Let’s find who’s in charge first. If I’m not wrong, it's a retired knight called Penron. I saw Shailyn talking with him before.

Luckily, it seemed my appearance with the bad news had alerted the higher-ups available now. Well, the people of Victoria were more attentive to their task and weren’t sloppy. Still, it didn’t seem I would get much help from here.