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Chapter 154 : Return Journey
Chapter 154: Return Journey
As the small black dot in the distant sky gradually grew larger, everyone finally saw that it was Eberhard riding a griffin, descending from the sky.
Only then did their taut nerves finally relax, as if they had regained their backbone.
The camp could no longer withstand another round of turmoil. If the Venom Wyvern were to turn back and launch a second breath attack, apart from a few Black Iron-rank Adventurers, the rest would likely be hard-pressed to escape death.
Upon landing, Eberhard gave a brief announcement that the camp’s crisis had been resolved, and immediately ordered everyone to pack up and prepare to set off for the return to Graystone Town.
Ẅ е́b̄nо̌v̀еl̈ Е ṅ u̇ m̆ ȧ
This news also made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.
All they could think about now was going back to town.
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The many days of the Winter Hunt had already accumulated much fatigue, and now, after enduring the sudden assault of the Venom Wyvern, all kinds of negative emotions erupted in full.
Even Gauss, who had returned to camp later, could clearly feel the nearly frozen atmosphere of unease in the air.
Eberhard returned to the central tent, the heavy drapes falling and cutting off the gaze of the outside world.
Only then did his face reveal a deep solemnity and a suppressed anger.
Е ñu m̈ ӑ.іd
His pursuit of the Venom Wyvern had yielded no results.
That adult Venom Wyvern had a Challenge Rating as high as Level 10.
For some special reason, he had been able to drive it away, but achieving any further results was unrealistic.
Moreover, he faintly felt that the wyvern, covered in emerald-hued scales, had not been chased off so much as it had retreated calmly after completing its set task, even unwilling to tangle with him further.
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Considering the camp’s condition after the attack, he had to give up the pursuit after flying a certain distance on his griffin and quickly turned back.
“Damn it!”
Ēn̈u m̆a.ì d
His fist slammed onto the table.
This year’s Winter Hunt had been on the verge of ending perfectly, and the clearing targets assigned from above had already been completed—they were just about to return.
Who would have thought that something would go wrong on the very last day?
For such a large-scale incident with casualties to occur, as the branch president, he could hardly shirk responsibility.
Although it wouldn’t cripple the branch, this year’s performance evaluation would likely be affected.
What made it even more troublesome was that many of the sacrificed support personnel were town residents, people with families. Just thinking about the complicated compensation process to follow, and the pained gazes of the bereaved families, gave Eberhard a headache.
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“Lord Eberhard, may I come in?”
“Enter.”
A subordinate’s voice came from outside the tent. Eberhard took a deep breath, instantly concealing all his outward emotions, and his handsome face returned to its usual calm like still water.
A man wearing a mage’s robe lifted the drape and entered.
“Has the casualty report for the camp come out?” Eberhard asked directly, his voice steady.
“Yes. Twenty-two Adventurers died instantly from the Venom Wyvern’s toxin bombs, thirty-four ordinary support personnel died, and another seven died later from the corrosive poison mist. Thirty were injured. After treatment, the injured are temporarily stable.”
W ē b̊n о̆v е̌ l Еnú mа
Total dead: 63. Injured: 30.
Eberhard silently repeated these cold numbers in his mind.
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Most of the deaths came from the first wave of the sudden “toxin bombs.” Those viscous, deadly spheres of acid—given the constitution of low-level Professionals and ordinary people—meant that once within their range, there was almost no chance of survival.
This was the cruel reason why the number of dead far outweighed the injured.
But—too coincidental.
Eberhard stayed silent for a long time, his red eyes narrowing slightly.
E ńüm а. і̄ ḋ
The timing of the Venom Wyvern’s attack was, in itself, highly suspicious.
Why exactly the last day, when most people were relatively relaxed, and why exactly during the brief moment he was out, in a direction that happened to be different from his own.
Even though he received the camp’s call for help, the time needed to return was more than enough for a swift-moving Venom Wyvern to launch a round of assault.
Such precise timing—it was as if that wyvern knew the situation inside the camp like the back of its claw.
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Was there a spy in the camp leaking information? Or was this the work of some higher-tier reconnaissance or divination magic?
Eberhard’s mind worked quickly, but for now, this question could only be buried deep inside.
Ẃ еb̀n оv̆е̊ l E nu m̂а
There was no time to investigate or search for clues—the priority was to return to town and report this abnormal incident to his superiors.
Staying here and making a big commotion was, first, unsafe, and second, would only unsettle an already shaken morale.
After a short rest—
The temporary camp was quickly dismantled. Carts loaded with supplies and wounded formed a long line, following the ruts they had come by, heading silently toward Graystone Town.
This time, Eberhard wore full plate armor, sword in hand, riding his griffin in low circles above the convoy to keep watch.
The other Black Iron-rank Adventurers also each took up their duties, nerves tight as they guarded against another possible attack.
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Fortunately, the convoy reached the gates of the town without incident.
Gauss sat in the jolting carriage, never once lowering the curtain—
Until the carriage rolled safely into the town.
Only then did he let out a sigh of relief.
Because the Winter Hunt party had returned hastily without prior notice, the town had not arranged the grand welcoming ceremony of their departure.
Only passersby on the street cast curious looks, examining this dust-covered convoy bearing obvious signs of battle.
Е̇ n ùmа
The pits and scars from acid corrosion on the carts, as well as the tired, grim, and even sorrowful expressions of those aboard—
These made the sensitive townsfolk feel a faint unease.
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“The Winter Hunt’s over?”
“Looking at this—they didn’t do so well, huh?”
“How come no one gave advance word? Those holes on the carts—what monster caused them?”
Whispers spread among the crowd.
Еńúm̂ ǎ
Eberhard landed with his griffin in the central plaza.
Glancing briefly at the townsfolk’s questioning and worried gazes, he felt a heavy weight in his heart and quietly sighed.
A complete failure.
But he had no time to dwell on it. Swinging down from his griffin, he strode toward the Adventurer’s Guild Headquarters.
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He had to get this information reported—next year, Graystone Town would have to take new measures.
Gauss and Arya jumped down from the carriage, their feet finally touching the solid, safe ground of the town.
W̆е b̃ñ о̌ v̆ӗ l̄ Е̄n ŭ m ӓ
The bustle of the streets wrapped around them like a warm tide.
The cries of peddlers, the clear voices of children carrying baskets selling bread, the haggling of merchants, the soft counting of coins by thickly dressed housewives—all this ordinary, vibrant atmosphere of life came flooding in.
After a week of alertness and bloodshed in the wilderness, returning to human society always brought an indescribable surge of emotion and relief.
At least within these town walls, their taut nerves could loosen, and both body and mind could rest briefly.
It was afternoon now, and neither of them intended to wander the streets.
They headed for the alley where their homes were.
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Passing by the inn, Gauss made a point to step into the lobby to greet Sophia.
Then, at the fork in the road, he and Arya parted ways, each returning to their own home.
After a week of being unoccupied, a thin layer of dust had settled on the furniture.
Using Prestidigitation to clean the bed, Gauss lay down immediately.
Right now, all he wanted was a proper rest. As for everything else… he would think about it after waking up.
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