Along the country dirt road, eighty-something conscripted soldiers carrying their own weapons followed their two lords in a long formation, protecting several cargo-laden carts on the side of the mountain with the help of a dozen merchant guards.
The front carts carried military weapons and tools among other supplies.
The rear carts were filled with bags of piled high food.
At the very front, two young knights in plate armor were the lords Azeryan and Lokhak, who hadn't returned home for many days.
The group of over a hundred people slowly moved forward, circled around the hillside, and soon entered the territory of Selva.
With the long line in tow, Azeryan and Lokhak entered Selva Village, checked the goods, and supervised the soldiers as they moved the military supplies and food into the village's large house warehouse.
"Milord, look, should we also settle the remaining money now?" the merchant leader asked respectfully, bowing to the busy Azeryan.
