Alterra.
Another day or so passed, and it was time for a large group to go back to Ferrol.
For one, the first batch of aborigines from the Mercenary Team like Pipa, Yoyo, and the others had already graduated and were set to go back to their base.
They felt very reluctant, but they also knew their jobs and the reasons why they were sent to Alterra in the first place. As much as they loved being there, they were trained so they could make things better for the branches—and that was what they shall do!
However, they did promise to come back during their off weeks (they were entitled to 30 days every year) to visit, but—hopefully—with their families.
Starting with these aborigines as well as others who had been to Alterra, it would become a vacation spot they would visit at least once a year.
Other than them, a new batch of guards were also going to train. Particularly, there were a few level 9s and 10s who needed to handle stronger monsters to expedite their growth.
Hugo was helping this group get ready. He had temporarily returned from Iron Mountains when he heard that his nephew had sent a letter that he was coming back.
A few days ago, Helios sent via Post Office to Ferrol. Jonathan’s people then passed the letter to the Terran Mercenary Team Ferrol branch, who sent him word via messenger bird back when he was stationed in Iron Mountains.
The younger man was apparently heading back with the woman of his dreams (the letter was half wishy-washy). Of course, even when Hugo was temporarily out of his designated station, he was still assigned to certain jobs for guards while he was temporarily in Alterra.
Hugo’s current task was to organize their Ferrol-bound teams to maximize their effectiveness. After all, the monsters in towns were strong, and they would definitely be working as teams, so the composition was pretty key for everyone’s growth and survival.
Further, unlike most territories whose fighters were focused on a few archetypes that had higher survivability on their own (like swordsmen), Alterra allowed the chance for other professions to flourish because they could afford to create trustworthy teams.
For instance, Sheildsman was an occupation that was on the verge of becoming obsolete outside of the Alterran region. However, they would always have a team in Alterra.
That occupation might not have a lot of attacking power, but their defensive skills were really top-notch. In a sense, they could serve as protective amulets on their own, provided the monsters’ levels and quantities weren’t too overwhelming.
Other than them, a lot of soldiers were also coming. They couldn’t just use the Training Hall because real fights had a lot more variables than that.
They created a Team C for this, which comprised of the newly arrived members from the West like Ryan and Orz. They had been left behind by their peers in terms of levels—which was sad considering they had only been apart for a few months—so they were the ones to be sent to Ferrol this time.
Other than them, various caravans were also coming with huge amounts of stock that they had been preparing since the trip was announced a few days back.
Although the territory already had a deal with Ferrol, the demand was high and the market was enough for everyone! All they had to do was to match Ferrol’s pricing— or at least not to go too low.
Anyway, knowing Jonathan and his cronies, matching the prices meant they could get a large markup!
The caravans were already setting up and filling up their carts. The carts were not too big but they were designed practically and simplistically. They also had suspension systems on so the people inside would have relatively smooth rides.
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