Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva

Early the next morning, the merchant convoy, packed and ready, prepared to leave the King Camp. However, contrary to expectations, only half of the personnel were set to depart first.

"Sura, Loloria, Flan, you go ahead," Tilan allocated personnel inside the tent. Considering the journey ahead, it was more appropriate for someone like Sura, who moved slowly, to follow the convoy. As for Loloria, her presence basically ensured the convoy's safety. Flan had better judgment than Sura in certain matters and possessed the common sense about the current environment that Loloria was lacking.

Once the allocation was mostly complete, Orenna, who had been waiting early in the corner, didn't hear her name and hurriedly ran in front of Tilan.

"What about Orenna? Does Tilan not want me anymore?" She was a bit nervous and scared, thinking she was about to be sold in the King Camp since she was a slave commodity.

"I won't abandon Orenna." Tilan comfortingly patted her head, and this time Orenna's drooped moth wings slightly lifted.

"However, Orenna cannot leave openly with everyone," as a Silkworm Moth Species child, she was still too peculiar. If those Wolf Blood Species demanded her detention, it would be troublesome.

I will have Guy prepare a comfortable box for you, filled with soft straw, and then you'll hide inside. Along the journey, we'll let you out for air. Tilan explained this to Orenna.

"Orenna will hide well." The Silkworm Moth Lady was especially pleased and happy to hear that Tilan had arranged everything for her.

Later, Tilan gave some instructions to Loloria, Sura, and others, advising them to keep a low profile and cooperate for the first few days. Once they were two or three days' journey away from the King Camp, they could make independent decisions.

"I suppose the accompanying personnel won't be able to surpass Loloria, but there may be unexpected incidents during combat, so be careful."

"Don't worry, Tilan, Loloria is a supersonic Artificial Angel, you know~" Loloria replied confidently.

"Taking down a few uncivilized Subordinate Race members is no big deal."

"Alright, I'll leave it to Loloria then. As for me, I might leave three to four days after you depart," with her strength, taking six or seven people away would be easy, just pick a quiet night.

As long as these more than thirty carriages loaded with food left the King Camp smoothly, everything afterward would be easy to handle.

"By the way, that Butterfly Species will also travel with you, regarding him..." Tilan informed Loloria of some special intelligence.

After listening, Loloria curiously and expectantly blinked her eyes, as if small stars were twinkling in her pupils. As a mechanical being, her curiosity was unexpectedly high.

"Are there others coming to save her, also Butterfly Species? These guys were weak back then; didn't expect them to still be the same after a thousand years." In front of Mechanical Bodies, the Butterfly Species, who excelled in illusion techniques and mental manipulation, were indeed weak and easy to handle, but to other species, it was a different story.

Once all matters were explained, the two groups bid farewell at the encamped site, and the thirty-plus loaded carriages slowly rolled out, followed by the awaiting inspection from the Wolf Blood Species.

Gus had been waiting outside the camp for a long time. Seeing the carriages come out, he instructed his subordinates to check them individually while he went forward to greet Tilan.

"Miss Hexia's arrangements are really swift; I didn't expect you to allocate personnel so quickly," he praised with a smile. However, the subtext seemed to imply that Hexia was so calm and fast in dividing personnel like she had other plans all along.

The girl shook her head in response, her fingers lifting strands of hair from her shoulders, "Just dealing with matters pragmatically."

Afterwards, she stood in the camp, watching the Wolf Blood Species inspect the carriages, then releasing them one by one.

Once all the carriages smoothly departed from the King Camp, Gus approached Tilan.

"Now Miss Hexia should be relieved, right?"

The girl nodded slightly, without speaking in response.

"The Queen has instructed me to arrange accommodation for you; please bring your people and follow me."

Prepared so quickly? Perhaps it's just a big tent, which was easy to set up.

As the Wolf Blood Species did not rely on farming for survival, their dwellings would move along the river so that the livestock would always have fresh grass to eat. Moreover, a large volume of waste could be discarded on-site, left to naturally decay and decompose.

"Let's go." Tilan looked at the merchant convoy gradually moving away from the King Camp and then turned back.

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At night, the merchant convoy in the wilderness.

This was the first night returning, and the convoy included, apart from the personnel brought by Tilan, more than thirty escorting Wolf Blood Species, whose numbers were almost double the merchant convoy's. Each person brought two horses, along with more than a dozen riding wolves accompanying them.

At the temporarily constructed overnight camp, the bonfires gradually lit up, and the group slowly settled down. Soon, it was time to start fires and cook.

"Bring out all the good food and drinks, don't hide or hoard it," the small leader of the Wolf Blood Species with a black beard ordered the merchant convoy people, demanding them to bring out the delicacies from the carriages.

Although they were escorting, they were the superior ones and wouldn't humble themselves.

"But, we need to try and bring as much of these precious foods back..." someone in the convoy was reluctant, as everyone knew in this land, food was precious.

"Huh," the Wolf Blood Species directly kicked over the protesting Cat Tail Species.

"I told you to take out and cook, didn't you hear!?" He glared angrily, the blade in his hand reflecting a cold light in the firelight, a sight that made the Cat Tail Species on the ground somewhat scared.