The elf girl didn’t know what he was thinking and asked worriedly:

“What about your spring staff travel score? How can you do it without Sonia? Why did the Earl’s Palace agree to this mission?”

Griffith said that this was nothing: "This task can be used as practical course credits. Sonia and the others' travel will also be mainly water travel. They will be taken care of by the professor, as well as Lana, Murat, Nona and Kulala."

You don’t have to worry too much about your safety if we travel together, that’s what the Earl’s Palace said in the letter.”

“Well, you have to be careful,” Galadia’s eyes were very uneasy, “Do you have any mission information for me to see?”

“No, I was only informed to report to Varna Port in full force,” Griffiths looked at the letter repeatedly. The letter only contained the time, address and ship ticket. The mission was issued by the Reserve Army Command.

“Speaking of which, how was your promotion trial?” Griffith asked.

"It's okay," Galadia waved her hand, "The prophecy has already given guidance, just let nature take its course."

 …

 March 16.

 After several days of preparation, the spring camping trip to Homonworth began.

Each group of Minerva followed the established route and took a boat from the private port of Homonworth to the Verona region for inspection and travel.

In the past few days, the rebels have become stronger and stronger. They have entered the plains and begun to harass more noble territories. The Grand Duke of Verona has begun to mobilize the lords under his command and will bring some of the local lords who can still be counted on.

Regular legionnaires were reorganized.

Several pages in the newspaper were filled with confident statements from Western officials. The majestic Knights of Verona will use their time-tested courage and honor to crush "those rogues", the king, the Senate and the Arcane Parliament.

Just cheer for them.

The Archduke of Verona also pointed out that unfounded speculations and negative comments about the situation in the Western Territory were an insult to the noble lords and knights. The resulting avalanche of securities and bond prices was purely an unreasonable disaster. Those sitting in Beyeland's office

Speculators and commentators are ignorant trash.

 The big shot further criticized the short-selling mechanism in the financial market and strongly despised it.

 The king and the Senate fully supported the Grand Duke's opinion and expressed their best wishes and unconditional trust to the Western Region. They neither mobilized the legions nor took any measures to punish those nonsense newspapers.

Griffith smiled and threw the newspaper into the trash.

 He boarded a merchant ship in the town of Baltimore outside Homonworth and headed to his destination Varna alone.

Galadia stood aside and watched him check his luggage and weapons for the last time.

 “Has the armor been inspected?”

"I have a piece of mail armor, and I also bought a set of leather armor from the school." Griffith picked up a set of thick leather armor and knocked on it. "It's rare to see you care so much about my armor!"

"Have you brought your weapons?" Galadia did not answer his words, but came over and checked the sword and feather sword on his belt.

“No problem, I brought a lot of spare hatchets and daggers, as well as a short gun.”

The elegant elf lady lifted up the breastplate, helped him put it on the outside of the mail, fastened the buckles, and tightened the straps. The two of them cooperated tacitly and quietly. Although they were separated by the cold mail, they could hear the sound from time to time.

The touch gave rise to a feeling of warmth and nostalgia in his heart.

This feeling is really strange.

 For the first time in Griffith's life, a feeling emerged in his heart that he didn't want to carry out the mission and wanted to stay.

“Take these bows and arrows,” Galadia handed him a backpack. “It’s not enchanted equipment, but it’s well-made. Don’t worry about wear and tear. You have to pay attention to safety when you’re on your own mission.

"If you encounter something strange like Neopolis, you must stay far away and don't get involved in the mysterious world and the conspiracy of the evil god."

The girl's tone was calm, but she talked about a lot of irrelevant things.

Although he had doubts about whether he could escape from the clutches of the evil god if he really encountered it, Griffith still asked cautiously: "Did your inspiration or divination find any bad omens?"

"No," Galadia shook her head, "It's not that no bad omens were found, but that no clear divination results were obtained at all, and there was too little identifiable information."

On the sailboat not far away, the sailors were already greeting the guests to get on the boat, and it was almost time to set sail.

"Understood, I will be careful," Griffith nodded to her, "Then I'll set off."

"Have you brought anything to eat?" Galadia quickly added, "The food on this kind of ship will definitely not taste good."

"I've brought it, enough to eat in Varna!" Griffith would not neglect this kind of thing, "And I brought the failed chocolate material, the one you broke into pieces."

“Have you eaten it? How does it taste?” The elf covered his face.

“Not yet, but it smells good.”

 Griffith patted his backpack and walked up the ladder to the boat.

"Wait a minute." Galadia caught up from behind and took out a small bag she carried with her. "Here, here you go. You can dispose of it on the way."

 Griffith's keen sense of smell immediately caught the familiar taste. He opened the packet and found another piece of chocolate.

This sweet confection is made up of three irregular circles, a bit like the head of a teddy bear. There seems to be something painted on the front of the chocolate, but it has dissolved into an unrecognizable mass during the making process.

 “That’s so polite!” Griffith exclaimed, “I don’t think this is a failure.”

Miss Elf blushed and glanced at the indescribably ugly chocolate bar, and stammered:
Chapter completed!