Derick didn't want to see people die, especially not starve to death.
To prevent this, he wanted to prepare more.
Castorice watched from the side, slightly moved. She said to Derick, "I still have a lot of money on me. I can take it out to buy supplies together."
Derick shook his head.
"Sister Castorice, let's not do that. Okhema itself doesn't have abundant supplies. Buying resources to save the tribe outside the city and causing a shortage within the city will increase conflict between both sides. The funds I have are just enough to buy food and medicine that the people in the city can barely accept."
"I understand." Hearing Derick say this, Castorice nodded in agreement.
Derick was not only kind but also lacked no wisdom.
Under her gaze, Derick went to the shops to purchase supplies.
One thing Derick didn't mention when he said the city folk would barely accept him buying these supplies was the price. The price was that he had to slightly sell his looks.
It wasn't a big deal, just letting those aunties and sisters pinch his face.
Derick bought half a cartload of supplies, and his face became a circle rounder.
Castorice was stunned at first, then her lips tightened.
"Just laugh if you want to," Derick said, looking at Castorice's expression, feeling somewhat depressed.
Castorice couldn't help but smile.
She then said to Derick, "I believe your kindness will surely allow more people from that tribe to escape Thanatos's call."
"Let's hope so."
The two had finished preparing. Derick and Castorice, pulling the cart from left and right, arrived at the gate of Okhema city. Mydei and Trianne were already waiting there.
Seeing Derick and Castorice arrive late, Mydei was about to say something, but when he saw the cart they were pulling, he closed his mouth.
"Little Derick, Little Castorice, are you planning to give this to the tribe outside?" Trianne asked Derick.
Derick nodded, "Yes, Lady Trianne."
"You truly are kind children," Trianne said. Then she looked curiously at Derick's cheek and asked puzzledly, "Hey, Little Derick, what happened to your face? Did someone hit you? Tell me, I'll go find him!"
Mydei clenched his fists at the side.
"No..." Derick recounted what had just happened to Trianne and Mydei.
"So that's how it is. Little Derick is truly kind. Come, squat down, Trianne will blow on it for you, it'll heal faster that way."
Although Derick felt embarrassed, seeing Trianne's concerned expression, he still squatted down for her to blow on his cheek.
Seeing Trianne's kind nature, Derick silently vowed in his heart not to let the Flame Reaver harm them.
As for any destined prophecy, Derick felt that since he had already transmigrated, was there anything that couldn't be changed?
Mydei gave Castorice a look. Castorice let go of the cart's reins and stood aside, while Mydei picked up the entire cart.
"Lady Trianne, Derick, you two sit on the cart. Since we have these supplies, to get them to them sooner, I'll pull the cart, and we'll hurry over."
"Okay, then thank you for your hard work, Little Mydei."
Trianne climbed onto the cart. Derick hesitated for a moment, then also sat on the cart.
After the two were seated, Mydei pulled the cart and moved forward rapidly.
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With only Mydei and Castorice, two Golden Ones, walking on the road, their travel speed was incredibly fast.
Along the way, Trianne also introduced the tribe they were meeting to Derick and the others.
"The Salthos tribe migrating to Okhema this time is a tribe that worships Georios. This time, because of the prolonged darkness, their land can no longer be cultivated, so they have no choice but to head to Okhema."
Mydei then asked Trianne, "Lady Trianne, do you mean this tribe is coming because they can no longer cultivate?"
"Yes."
Trianne nodded.
"Then the trouble isn't small."
Mydei said softly.
"Hmm? Why?" Trianne asked puzzledly.
Derick had also thought of this point and explained to Trianne, "A tribe capable of cultivation must have a large population, and the tribe elders must have sufficient prestige, ensuring their actions are orderly. When we go over, we might be receiving a very large tribe."
"Ah? Is that so? That is indeed troublesome." A troubled expression also appeared on Trianne's face.
"Those are matters for Aglaea and the Senate to consider. Let's just bring them back first," Mydei quickened his pace at this moment, deciding not to dwell on these issues.
The group approached the direction of Castrum Kremnos.
At this time, Derick felt the connection between himself and his avatar strengthening further. Vaguely, he could even sense the avatar's location.
He couldn't help but split his vision, summoning the avatar towards his location.
Through the avatar's exploration, he knew there were many of Nikador's subordinates here. When they went to find the Salthos tribe, they would inevitably encounter many enemies.
With Mydei and Castorice present, unless Nikador himself came, there was no need to worry about victory or defeat. Derick naturally wouldn't let the avatar come over to help.
What he wanted to do was scavenge corpses.
After Mydei killed those enemies, he would casually leave the corpses aside. While they were still fresh, Derick quickly controlled the avatar to come over and devour the corpses.
Doing this was somewhat shameless, but compared to increasing his strength, this bit of face was irrelevant.
As Derick was controlling the avatar forward, they heard the sounds of fighting nearby. Hearing this sound, Mydei clenched his fists.
"I'll go support the Salthos people first. Castorice, you protect Lady Trianne and Derick, come over slowly."
"I understand."
Castorice nodded, a giant scythe appearing in her hand, ready to deal with any potential attacks at any moment. Mydei, on the other hand, pushed off the ground forcefully with both feet and charged towards the direction of the fighting sounds.
Castorice, Derick, and Trianne pulled the cart and proceeded slowly. Upon reaching the Salthos tribe, they found the Salthos warriors, in groups of a dozen, besieging Condemnation Gladiators.
Seeing this situation, Derick quickly picked up his bow and shot at the Condemnation Gladiators.
It was currently a chaotic battle. Derick couldn't, and Castorice wouldn't let him, use the five-step face shot technique. He could only shoot arrows from a distance.
However, thanks to the improvement in his strength and archery skills during this period, even long-range shots allowed Derick to hit the faces of these Condemnation Gladiators.
Attacked in the face, even the Condemnation Gladiators staggered violently. The Salthos warriors seized the opportunity and launched attacks against them.
Soon, the tide of the battle turned.
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