Chapter 538: Ara Camp
Chapter 538: Ara Camp
The fate of the remaining three was no different from that of their companions.
In an instant, these three Wildland Hunters were also knocked down by Lindsey, their resistance completely stripped away.
Seeing themselves being saved by this divine warrior, the warrior who had been protecting the little girl still dared not lower his longsword, keeping a vigilant eye on Lindsey.
"This... this..."
"Just call me Lindsey," Lindsey introduced himself as he sheathed his weapon.
"I came to this world using the teleportation array from the Seven Seas Alliance, and I'm not familiar with the situation here. Would you mind explaining what just happened?"
Lindsey's kindness put the warrior at ease.
"Of course, but please let me tend to my companions first."
As soon as he finished speaking, the warrior checked on his companions' injuries, skillfully treating them.
The little girl who had been protected by the warrior moments ago now approached Lindsey:
"Mr. Lindsey, thank you so much for your help!"
The child politely bowed deeply before Lindsey and continued, "My name is Vivian, and I can also explain what happened here."
Lindsey nodded slightly.
"Okay."
Vivian began, "My brother Boer and I are from Ara Camp. Today, we were supposed to bring the remaining refugees back to the camp. But as you can see, it seems like they set a trap for us."
Lindsey's gaze grew complex.
Before coming here, he had already investigated the information from the footprints. Vivian, this child, should be only about four years old this year. In another world, she would be of kindergarten age.
...
After all, this was the Desolate Land, and there were Awakened individuals.
It wasn't impossible to understand that children matured early here.
Even so, it was puzzling that such a young child could participate in refugee rescue operations.
"Vivian, how old are you?" Lindsey asked.
Vivian widened her blue eyes, then realized what had surprised Lindsey.
Feeling embarrassed, she lowered her head, only showing her golden hair to Lindsey:
"Four... I'm four years old?"
Vivian felt her gaffe and quickly lifted her head, explaining earnestly, "This is my bold request! I want to take on responsibilities in the camp, and this task wasn't dangerous, so Father finally agreed to let me follow Brother Boer to learn from his experience."
Lindsey asked a few more questions.
Although Vivian was young, her speech was clear and logical.
In short, her father, Aroen, had established a camp in the eastern part of the world and was developing it with Awakened individuals and some special resources.
And unlike the Green Marsh, Aroen was a Law Knight who insisted on managing the camp with civilized order, which made him a target of envy in the Desolate Land.
After gaining a general understanding of the situation, Lindsey pointed to the six defeated individuals and asked, "I also heard what they said earlier. The trap you fell into seems to be an inside job, which means there's a traitor in your camp?"
"So even if they're Wildland Hunters, your camp is willing to accept them?"
Vivian immediately replied, "Father said that when people are in a survival crisis, they can be given a chance to redeem themselves for their evil deeds."
"..."
"Your father must be a good man."
Lindsey responded simply.
He didn't deny the moral implications of this approach.
But whether a good person could survive in a place like the Desolate Land...
Such a thing could only be hoped for in the powerful strength of the Awakened.
Not long after, two more figures appeared from the eastern side of the Stone Forest—it was the refugees, Iron Jade and Kate.
"What happened here, Mr. Lindsey?" one of them asked.
"And who are these people...?"
"Don't worry, the enemies have been defeated," Lindsey reassured the tense duo, casually pulling out a rope from his bag. "Tie them up, and let's go meet up with the others."
The six Wildland Hunters quickly finished their task.
The four from Ara Camp, after receiving basic treatment, had their severe injuries stabilized by an Awakened, ensuring their lives were not in danger.
Boer, after tending to his companions' wounds, expressed his sincere gratitude to Lindsey.
During this process, Lindsey recalled the battle and the burst of Will Essence from Boer's source, along with the golden glow that enveloped his sword.
Lindsey was quite familiar with this, as it was a distinctive symbol of a Law Knight.
"Mr. Boer, are you a Law Knight?"
Boer nodded in acknowledgment:
"Yes, I was fortunate to awaken with the help of Lord Aroen during the Harvest Day seven years ago."
"Unfortunately, my talent is lacking, and I've only managed to refine three arts so far."
After answering the question, Boer took the initiative:
"Mr. Lindsey, why don't you come and see our camp?"
"In the process of rebuilding world order, we inevitably need the help of various powerful individuals. Although it may be presumptuous, I hope you can go and see the situation there."
Lindsey glanced at the map, and the markers for these people were all friendly green:
"Of course, I'll go and offer whatever help I can."
"But staying there, I'm afraid, is not possible."
Boer's expression showed disappointment, but he didn't insist.
The group reunited with the refugee team and continued their journey eastward.
Along the way, Lindsey easily noticed something subtle.
Hammer's breathing quickened, and he didn't seem as relaxed as he usually was around Lindsey.
Lindsey observed carefully.
The leader of the refugees lowered his gaze, furrowing his brows slightly, clearly contemplating the possibility of joining Ara Camp.
"Hammer, you're planning to lead everyone to join this camp, aren't you?"
Hammer was seen through by Lindsey.
In the past few weeks, he had been following Lindsey's advice without question.
Now, with his thoughts exposed, embarrassment and awkwardness washed over his face, and his tone became strained:
"Mr. Lindsey, you know... I just want to lead everyone to continue surviving."
Lindsey patted Hammer's shoulder.
This middle-aged man, despite his opportunistic demeanor, had always aimed to lead people to survival.
In a place like the Desolate Land, this was something Lindsey could agree with.
"Of course, there's no problem. Let's go and take a look."
"I can also help you vet the situation. If there's truly no issue, a camp protected by a Law Knight, with stable asset output capabilities, is indeed better than searching for survival in war-torn lands."
"..."
Hammer raised his head, his eyes filled with gratitude.
But he quickly lowered his head again, feeling too embarrassed to meet Lindsey's gaze.
The location of Ara Camp wasn't too far away.
On the second day, as evening approached, Lindsey's group arrived at the camp built by the Law Knights.
Sharpened wooden stakes formed a fence around the entire camp, and watchtowers stood every few dozen meters.
Some of the young people were physically weak but had good spirits.
Upon seeing Boer among the refugees, one of them rushed over:
"Vivian, Boer, are you alright?"
"You went to fetch refugees and got injured. Did you encounter any dangerous demons on the way?"
(End of Chapter)
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