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Heimarian Odyssey

Locke is a middling officer in the Kingdom of Faustian’s army. He happens to be at the wrong place at the wrong time, or the right place at the right time, depending on your perspective, and happens to save the kingdom’s princess. As fortune would have it, love prospers, but in a world of peasantry and nobility, a middling, peasant-born soldier has no right to love a princess. Locke is nothing if not determined, however, and sets out to become someone worthy of loving the princess, someone her family can accept. But that path is neither short, nor safe, as our hero will soon discover. Tags : Army Building, Caring Protagonist, Cold Protagonist, Death of Loved Ones, Empires, Evolution, Fan-fiction, Harem, Incest, Kingdom Building, Kingdoms Knights, Knights Level System, Long Separations, Male Protagonist, Near-Death Experience, Older Love Interests, Pregnancy, Slow Growth at Start, Strong to Stronger, Wars, kufsten translation

Kufsten · Fantasy
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Fear height

Due to the deterrence of the little scorpion dragon, Angie, the group successfully arrived at the first campsite before nightfall.

This was a prominent inverted cliff marked on the map. The hard, greyish-white cliff wall blocked the cold night wind, so it was a good choice to stay here for the night.

Because the casters were women, they set up tents at the innermost part of the cliff. Locke and the other three knights had to wrap themselves in sleeping bags and keep watch outside at night.

They started a fire, cooked, set up tents, and set up a perimeter. While everyone was busy, the little scorpiondrake, Angie, dug out a red centipede that was half a meter long from somewhere. It stuffed the centipede into its mouth, and the centipede trembled as it did so.

Arthropods had a strong vitality, but unfortunately, the centipede's vitality allowed it to enjoy the process of death a little longer.

The casters who'd just patted Angie's head and played with it for a while rubbed their hands against the scorpiondrake's. They'd probably sworn never to touch Angie again.

While Angie was busy looking for food, Locke and the others had also finished preparing everything.

Above the campfire was a piece of scorched salt wolf meat dripping with oil, giving off the aroma of marinated meat.

Since they were almost at the border between the salt forest and the outside world, they didn't have to worry too much about the campfire attracting uninvited guests.

The Scorched Salt Wolf's meat had been contributed by the group of ambushers during the day. Loke had even harvested the tender meat from the two wolves he'd slaughtered and stored it in his Space Ring for tonight's meal.

Wolf meat wasn't tasty, but scorched salt wolves were different. Perhaps it was because there was too much salt in their blood, but they were still fresh, as if they'd been marinated for a long time. This kind of meat was just right for Locke.

Joaquin, Angelina, and Billie were the only ones in the team who'd revealed that they had spatial equipment. Everyone except Angelina was surprised that Locke, who'd given him a spatial ring before.

Bob, who'd given Locke horses before, thought, 'Well, you're already a tycoon with a spatial ring, why do you still care about my horses?'

Due to the dark sky and Locke's deliberate concealment, no one noticed that Locke's spatial ring was a female's.

The night passed uneventfully. The next day, the group once again embarked on their journey to the place where the Demonic Condensing Fruit was grown.

After chasing away the two monkeys, Locke leaned against a giant tree and rested for a short while to recover his strength.

Next to him, Mina blessed him with Light of Concentration before going to heal the scratch that Chris had just received.

A Rotting Ape had dug a bloody hole in Bob's abdomen. He was grimacing in pain as Daenie cast a Moisturize spell on him.

On the other hand, Angelina, Joaquin, and Billie were recovering their mental power as quickly as possible.

It had already been a week since they entered the Salt Forest. As they got closer to their destination, the number of magical beast attacks and disasters they faced increased.

The two Rotting Ape Monkeys that had ambushed them were mid-level magic beasts. Relying on their agility in the forest, they had broken through Bob and Chris' joint defense.

If Locke hadn't slashed the ape he was entangled with in time and returned to help, the casters would've been injured.

They didn't have the ability to recover like Locke and the other knights.

"How much further?" Joaquin, who was recovering her mental power with her eyes closed, suddenly asked.

Locke took out the map tied to his arm and looked at it. "One and a half days."

They were moving in a straight line, which meant that at their current speed, it would take them another day and a half to reach the forest where the Demonic Condensing Fruit was.

"Let's rest for a while more and then we'll leave!" Joaquin said to everyone. The campsite they had marked out was still relatively safe. They had to arrive before dark to avoid dangerous attacks.

In addition to cloud magic, Mina had also studied a lot of auxiliary magic, including several small spells that could help speed up the recovery of physical strength and energy, which were very practical. There was no idle person in this team, and almost everyone played an irreplaceable role.

Locke was still the vanguard. With his current strength, he was one of the top mid-rank Knechts. If it weren't for the fact that he was afraid of attracting more danger, he could've killed the mid-rank major monsters with a little more time.

Take the Rotting Apes that ambushed them as an example. If the two black monkeys hadn't run away as soon as they sensed that something was amiss, Billie's vines would've wrapped around their bodies. Locke could've easily taken advantage of the opportunity and decapitated them.

Major monster core crystals were very valuable in Princeton. Locke didn't mind earning some extra money while completing his mission.

They were in a black quagmire less than a kilometer away from their mission location, the forest where the Demonic Condensing Fruit grew. It was also where they would be staying for the night.

Usually, places with water wouldn't be too peaceful at night, so they had to stay in the surrounding trees.

The giant trees were fifteen metres above sea level and could easily support everyone's weight.

Each of them chose a tree. Locke would also have to be the night watchman tonight.

"Locke, can you give me a hand?" asked Billie.

When Locke walked over to ask her what was wrong, she was embarrassed. When he asked what was going on, Locke was speechless. Billie, who was usually as bold and straightforward as Joaquin, was actually afraid of heights and needed him to carry her up.

Looking at Billie's bashful expression, he turned his head to the side and grabbed her by the waist. With one hand and the other on the branch, they reached the top of the ten-meter-tall tree in the blink of an eye.

The trunk was very thick and the footholds were wide enough to fit a sleeping bag.

"Remember to tie your sleeping bag with a rope before you sleep!" Locke reminded her. Billie was afraid of heights. It would be terrible if she didn't sleep well and fell off the tree.

"Okay." Billie's face was still flushed, probably because she had just been hugged by Locke.

After helping Billie with her sleeping bag, Locke jumped down from the tree. Chris looked at him enviously from afar.

Everyone in the team knew that Chris was interested in Billie, but unfortunately, Billie didn't have any feelings for him.

After helping Billie with her sleeping bag, Locke suddenly wondered if Joaquin was afraid of heights too. He and Joaquin had a tense relationship in the team and they would often disagree when they communicated. Joaquin didn't like Locke's gangster-like attitude.

Locke also didn't like Joaquin's self-centeredness. The two of them didn't talk much other than about missions.

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