Cecil and the rest were making good time during their travels through the neutral territory. Other than the occasional bandit or monster raid, it was a pretty laid back ride.
Not much could threaten the party. The monsters were only C-B ranked and the humans who attacked them were too weak to even put up a fight.
If it wasn't because Cecil didn't care about taking their lives, not a single one of the bandits who attacked would have been able to escape from his party's retaliation.
"Hey Cel, lunch is ready!"
"Okay!"
Cecil was currently driving the wagon. Sleipnir was a smart enough battle pet that didn't need any instructions from the party, as long as they pointed out the way, he would just keep on moving until someone told him to stop or change directions.
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