At the same time, quite the distance away from the camp Lucas just left, the vehicles transporting the soldiers were about to arrive.
In one of the more comfortable vehicles in the middle of the convoy, the maid tasked with the delivery mission suddenly held her abdomen as she felt a pang of weakness.
Her expression couldn't help but change as a thought came to her mind. That made her mood soar as if the thought was true, her future would be set despite her not so high status.
Soon, they could see a gathering Garsans. They were so much that she couldn't see the end of the crowd. That was a major portion of the troops dispatched into the path.
And she knew that on the other side where her sight couldn't reach, the Macans must have been just as many, and even if not, the combat power on that side would not differ much.
When they arrived in the end, her vehicle left the rest that stopped in the middle to go to the front.
