Kana nodded his head.
This time, Ichard couldn’t help but widen his eyes; he wondered if this judgment was too reckless.
Only the Count furrowed his brow slightly, asking, "What do you think? Or rather, what’s your plan?"
The Count had high trust in Kana, knowing clearly that he wasn’t a fool nor a reckless person.
Kana nodded, "I can figure out a way to separate them, and I’m confident that for us, dealing with two won’t be a big problem."
This made the Count nod in agreement.
He was very confident in this, although their troops were few, he had to admit that they were high-quality elite forces.
Moreover, they had several top-tier combatants.
"If it’s just about dealing with one or two, that’s acceptable."
The Count had seen Ogre mercenaries at the Gray Rock Fortress before.
Ichard had seen them too, and he couldn’t help but smile after confirming, "After all, our strength isn’t what it used to be."
To be honest, both wanted to test their current strength and see what level it had reached.
The change Kana’s power brought to them could only be truly felt through a real battle.
Yara helplessly held her forehead beside them, feeling like she didn’t understand anything since she came here.
"I hope everything goes smoothly," she could only say.
Kana then discussed the issue of the Centaurs with them.
This time, the Count truly didn’t understand; he had never seen creatures like Centaurs before.
"Half-man, half-horse, what an unimaginable creature," the Count said.
The others couldn’t help but nod.
Yara was evidently aware, but somewhat surprised, "Didn’t expect there would be Centaur Tribes in the Eastern Wilderness."
"That grassland is their territory, they have abundant flocks and sheep milk.
When the time comes, we can engage in certain trade with them, purchasing the meat we need from their hands."
Kana chatted with everyone about building good relations with the Centaur Tribe, aiming to handle the relationship towards an alliance in the future.
To this, everyone naturally agreed, as they weren’t in the position to afford wars with other races.
Having more friends was naturally a good thing, especially since they were unfamiliar with this place and were outsiders.
As for the Centaur’s grassland territory, they naturally wouldn’t dare to meddle. They lacked the qualification and capability.
After these discussions, Kana asked, "Did you gain anything from this trip?"
At this point, Ichard shook his head, "Didn’t gain anything useful, only collected some food."
No? It seems the timing isn’t right yet.
Actually, there is a village in the game at the location Kana pointed them to.
A village of Half-Elves.
Since there’s nothing now, it means that the Half-Elves haven’t migrated yet.
That’s quite unfortunate.
Half-Elves are adept at agriculture, have excellent culinary skills, and possess fine ground manipulation abilities.
With their help, the village’s construction would be much faster.
But since they’re not here, there’s nothing that can be done.
Kana was actually unsure of how these Half-Elves arrived, since the small village only had five to six hundred people and just one or two task lines.
Initially, only the chef and those needing food materials would head there.
Kana speculated they might either come from another country south of the Cohen Kingdom or sail from the sea.
After resting for a night, the entire camp got into motion the next day.
However, not everyone had to leave. Through some discussions, they decided to leave a few people to build a fishing village on this coast.
It could help supplement fish supplies, enrich food sources, and provide a fallback option.
After all, with the collective effort over the past few days, a camp had already risen from the ground.
It seemed quite a pity to just abandon it.
So, they left some elderly and the injured, who were not in a condition to move during this time.
Leaving behind some elders, a few able-bodied individuals, and some injured soldiers.
About 300 people were left in this prospective fishing village in total.
The rest began migrating to the location Kana decided on.
Fortunately, preparations had already been made, with some rough wooden carts ready.
It was just a bit cumbersome for those few remaining warhorses.
Leading the main force, the pace was not fast.
It was only by noon on the second day that they saw the grassland.
Moreover, a group of Centaurs seemed to have been waiting here for some time.
Faced with unfamiliar Centaurs, many people showed signs of panic.
Thankfully, Kana and the others communicated with the Centaurs, reassuring the residents slightly.
This group of Centaurs also began helping transport some goods and guided them toward the tribe.
By the night of the second day, they were actually able to rest within the Centaur tribe.
In the presence of a large group of humans, the Centaurs were curious, and the humans were curious too.
To avoid misunderstandings, all soldiers rested a certain distance away from the tribe’s location.
The Chieftain and Count engaged in exchanges.
Bobo and George found Kana.
"My level has changed."
Upon hearing this, Kana immediately gathered everyone together.
This was the first time other than Kana that someone else had leveled up.
Moreover, it wasn’t just Bobo; George’s level had also increased.
From reconnaissance and heavy travel up to this point, carrying more goods meant they had more than enough exercise.
Plus, their constitution hadn’t hit a bottleneck, so their experience was increasing swiftly.
Just like that, datafication led them to reach Level Three after a few days.
Kana prepared to update everyone about matters post-level-up.