Three men in hooded cloaks were sneaking through the forest. They were the scouting party for Alac and the others.
The one leading the group was Remy and the other two were Cyril and Mast. Of the three, Mast was the oldest of the group while Cyril was the youngest. The three of them were making sure that the Prince's convoy wasn't taking any detours. And to their luck, tracking them was a lot easier thanks to those flame familiars that were flying in front of all the Knights.
"I still can't believe those flame things are real," Cyril said with astonishment.
"They're not real. At least in the creature sense... They're probably some kind of magic the Prince's mage is using," Mast answered.
"Well, should I run ride ahead and warn the boss?" Cyril asked.
Remy thought it over and nodded, "Yes. Hurry back and let him know. We'll keep an eye on the convoy."
"Right," Cyril said as he dashed off to report to Doug. While Remy and Mast continue to observe the convoy from a safe distance.
"Do you still think it is wise to be this close to the convoy, with three elves within their midst? They could hear us," Mast stated with a bit of concern.
"I wouldn't worry about them. But if you're so concerned, then we can use the notebook and quill," Remy answered.
"That works for me... I can't trust that the rain will cover our presence," Mast stated as he watched the carriage that had the three elves in it.
Remy went to grab the notebook and quill that was tied to the saddle on the back of the horse before he returned next to Mast.
"Now. Let's continue and keep a close eye on the Prince," Remy said.
"Yes sir," Mast nodded.
The two of them continued to follow the convoy as it got closer towards the ambush.
The two of them could see the Prince and his company stop all of a sudden. They were almost a half mile out from where Alac's men were waiting.
"What the hell are they doing?" Mast wondered.
"Maybe they are stopping for a break? It makes no sense to stop otherwise," Remy guessed.
"In the middle of a thunderstorm?... Something isn't right... Should we sneak in closer to see what's going on?" Mast asked.
Remy shook his head, "No. Let's just continue to watch them and if we're lucky, they'll continue down the road."
"I hope you're right... The last thing we need is unwanted surprises," Mast said.
The two of them watched as the Prince talked to the general. The General nodded to the prince and then the wolfkin came out of the carriage. She was sniffing the air like crazy.
"What the hell is she doing?" Mast wondered.
Remy started to panic when he realized it was the wolfkin and noticed the headwind that was hitting the convoy. That's when everything started to click into place. "Goddess be damned... The ambush is upwind of them! That fucking mutt can smell them."
"So, that's why she is sniffing the air like crazy," Mast figured.
"We need to make sure... Don't speak... only nod and use the notebook to talk," Remy ordered.
Mast nodded as he and Remy started to sneak towards the convoy from the southern side of the road. As they moved closer, Quinus, Rya, and the rest of the party who were in the carriage came out and moved to the front of the caravan. Rya made a canopy out of the earth as they started talking to the wolfkin.
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I Got Isekai'd, Well Shyt! Vol. 1, 2, and 3
FantasyA 27-year-old American named Ryan was doing his usual morning run through a forest in the United States Midwest when he was attacked by a magical orb that transported him to another world. While in this other World, he finds himself captured by a tr...
