The maid squad is too strong, what use is there for me, the Demon King?

Old Peter's attitude towards the three completely changed; he went from looking down on them to greeting them with a smile, all it took was waving the adventurer card in front of them.

Old Peter was undoubtedly a shrewd and worldly man. Even when he looked down on the three of them, he didn't utter a sarcastic remark but instead took the initiative to confirm their strength.

It's great that there weren't any scenes of people looking down on others and having to act superior only to be proven wrong.

Sophia finally asked the question that had been bothering her: "You're a caravan under the Grand Merchant Guild, right? Have you got any new products lately? Let me see!"

Sophia's eyes lit up, but she was immediately crushed by old Peter's answer, as if she had lost her dream.

"Well... our caravan is mainly responsible for transporting and selling local specialties to other territories, not for selling the guild's new products..."

"I see..." Sophia was a little disappointed, but she wouldn't turn down this commission that she had already lost interest in.

“However, Miss Magician,” Old Peter changed the subject, “the Dawn Territory we’re going to is where the Merchant Guild tests and launches new products. You can wait until we get there to take a look.”

Upon hearing this, Sofia's eyes regained their sparkle.

"That's great! When do we leave?"

Dawn's Edge?

Compared to the eager Sophia, our princess and heroine Philippa is more concerned about Dawn Territory.

She vaguely remembered that Dawn Territory was located in the southwest of the Olmec Kingdom, and most importantly, it bordered the Blue Peak Territory, the territory of the Brant family!

The young girl's heart was stirred by first love, completely forgetting that she had recommended the job to the two men because of the generous reward...

Sofia was thinking about the new products from the Grand Chamber of Commerce and didn't notice Philippa, who had once again adopted a demure, feminine demeanor; otherwise, she would have definitely yelled at her angrily.

Gray Brandt! You really are everywhere!

Gray: I'd also like to know why I keep running into you guys.

Taric had no choice but to follow the two women, since his opinion was of no use whatsoever...

Embraced by the gentle morning light, a caravan slowly made its way along an ancient road. Sunlight, like fine golden sand, filtered through the sparse clouds, scattering across every corner of the procession. The wheels of the carriages rolled over the earth, producing a dull, rhythmic sound that mingled with the crisp clatter of the horses' hooves, creating a symphony of dawn.

The flags of the Grand Merchant Guild fluttered gently in the breeze, their vibrant colors seeming to announce their arrival to the world. The coachmen, dressed in simple robes, smiled and chatted occasionally, enjoying the tranquility of the morning. Guards followed closely behind, clad in light leather armor, swords and shields in hand, vigilantly observing their surroundings to ensure the caravan's safety.

This is a small to medium-sized caravan. The wagons are arranged more compactly than those of large caravans. The horses used are all of magical beast blood (the offspring of the first generation are produced by crossbreeding ordinary horses and magical beast horses, and then crossbred several times to produce n generations).

The bloodline of magical beasts in these horses is extremely thin, so they can no longer be called magical beasts, but they are still much stronger than ordinary horses in terms of speed and long-distance travel ability.

The caravans' goods mainly consisted of local specialties, such as handmade cloth, ceramics, agricultural products, and some basic herbs. Although these goods were not as valuable as the rare items from larger caravans, they were essential supplies for the villages and towns along the way.

In the morning light, the caravan moved slowly forward, leaving behind a series of deep ruts that recorded their footprints.

"It's a little...boring..." Sophia sat in the carriage, her white legs swinging back and forth.

The three members of the Hero Squad did indeed receive extremely preferential treatment.

Having accepted the commission to escort the caravan, they were essentially the caravan's guards, but unlike other guards who walked or rode horses, they were able to leisurely sit in a carriage.

Philippa noticed that the Holy Maiden had subtly moved closer to her, and felt helpless.

Since the formation of the Brave Squad, Philippa has sensed that Sophia has been looking for opportunities to take advantage of her from time to time, and she is very puzzled by this.

Even though they're both girls, Philippa doesn't deny that she's undeniably beautiful; it's no wonder that beauty appeals to both men and women. (Being narcissistic...)

But Sophia, this saintess, is no less beautiful than her, so why would Sophia need to take advantage of her? If you like a woman touching your thigh, why not just take care of it yourself?

I am a guard; this is self-defense.

Philippa wasn't usually against girls being close, but after being confessed to by the Holy Maiden, she felt uncomfortable and began to reject Sophia's intimate behavior.

Girls sticking on stickers is a sign of good manners!

But then again, is the way girls view yuri the same as how men view BL?

Naturally, Philippa glanced at Sofia's face in the morning light.

Her eyes were a deep, clear blue, like the ocean, reflecting a starlight-like brilliance.

Her straight nose bridge and slightly upturned tip added a touch of playfulness to her lively and cheerful appearance.

The lips are full and elegant, with a color like a rose glistening with morning dew, natural yet soft.

Her long, smooth, and lustrous silver-white hair cascaded down to her waist, creating a world-famous painting resembling a flowing silver-white waterfall.

A gentle breeze caressed her hair, causing it to dance lightly and reflect the morning light, making it sparkle dazzlingly.

Philippa sighed inwardly. It was such a pity that such a beautiful girl had such a hobby. She wished someone would come and marry her so she wouldn't have to suffer from her harassment.

Oh, not yet. Then we'll wait until we defeat the Demon King before marrying her, and before that, we'll correct her sexual orientation...

“Nothing unexpected has happened yet, and sitting in the car all the time is boring,” Philippa replied.

Sofia gently touched her cheek: "That's true. Let's chat for a while, that way we won't be bored." After saying that, she moved a little closer to Philippa.

The map of the Yan state is still not long enough...

The carriage was loaded with a lot of goods, leaving little space for the two women. Philippa couldn't avoid Sofia's approach, and in her haste, she was grabbed by the hand.

Sofia knew that "things must be done slowly and haste makes waste," so she refrained from further offense after holding hands with the other person.

"Let's chat about some gossip, have a small girls' gathering, and talk about love."

With her two little hands clasped together, Philippa calmly convinced herself that she had been touched but hadn't gotten dirty, and then took Sofia's question seriously.

Sophia clearly wanted to take this opportunity to express herself freely, so let's pick up on this topic and let her know how deep her feelings for Gray are. That way, she'll back down, right?

Please, go and ruin other girls!