The forest at night was shrouded in a layer of mist.
The night dew was heavy, and Char on the carriage's wooden board was concentrating on his preparations.
Because it was already late when he returned to the carriage, he didn't start the guerrilla warfare immediately but decided to transfer first.
As a modern person, even though he possessed the body of a Half-Elf, he was not skilled in night operations.
However, not engaging in guerrilla warfare didn't mean he could do nothing.
At least, while transferring, he could rely on the initial kill missions to collect Praying Power.
Once he gathered ten strands of Praying Power, his chances of safely getting through this crisis would increase.
Nowadays, he felt like he was in his previous life, gripped by a captivating game, an engaging novel, or a thrilling TV series, dying to see what happened next.
He couldn't sleep at night, not until he reached the story's end!
