From Alchemy Apprentice to All-Powerful God King

Late at night, a caravan with only half its carriages and horses was traveling on a small road.

After thoroughly inspecting all the carriages and confirming that there were no other magical insects with tracking abilities, they chose to take a longer route to avoid the fixed route.

Matthew and Luca sat in the last carriage, eating the food prepared for them by the caravan.

"Brother, didn't you say you didn't want to get too close to them? Why did you agree?"

Luca stuffed food into his mouth, took a sip of water, and spoke incoherently.

Matthew pulled back the curtain of the car's interior window and looked at the caravan leading the way ahead; no one else was observing them.

"Why not take a free car? They need us now, so they won't have much ill will towards us."

Listening to Matthew's explanation, Luca realized he was still too inexperienced.

Matthew had already suspected this when he first noticed something was wrong with the caravan, not because he could predict the future.

It's not that I've seen this kind of plot too many times in my mind, so even if there are unexpected events, it won't be too different.

When the "Do a Good Deed Every Day" tag was activated again, the black aura above their heads vanished, and the white aura became even thicker.

This means that good luck will definitely follow.

That's why he agreed to Grace's request.

[Tranquility Insect Lv.2: Can autonomously cover an area within a ten-kilometer radius, remaining within the tranquil domain for more than three minutes. Surrounding creatures will lower their guard in the utter silence.]

[Stealth-capable Insect: Cannot coexist; can only be used alone.]

Look at this second-tier magical insect in my hand. Matthew found it under Miles's carriage while the caravan was organizing.

As for Miles, although he didn't die, he was tied up by Holly and imprisoned in the middle of the convoy, guarded by the Webber and Wes brothers.

"Is this the demonic insect that suppresses sound?"

Luca picked up the Tranquility Insect, examined it, and, finding nothing unusual about it, put it back.

He was more interested in the food in front of him than that.

......

At the very front of the caravan, inside the carriage.

Grace sat down beside Holly and carefully tended to the wound that pierced her shoulder.

With gentle pressure from both hands, the faint ripples of water continuously wash over the wound, accelerating its recovery.

"Why let them join the convoy? We know nothing about them, which is actually very dangerous."

Holly's expression remained serious, showing some dissatisfaction with Grace's actions.

"Your strength is greatly diminished in your current state. If those bandits return, how will we fight them?"

"Besides, back in Val town, I figured they weren't bad people based on their names, since they saved us, right?"

Grace's cheeks flushed slightly when she thought about the moment Matthew appeared and saved her.

Looking at her young mistress, Holly could understand perfectly well, and could only shake her head helplessly.

"It'll only be a few days at most. Once I'm healed, I'll still make them leave."

It will take at least ten more days to reach Moore City, which will give her enough time to recover from her injuries.

"Okay, whatever you say. Focus on recovering first."

After comforting Holly, Grace lifted the curtain and peeked back, but unfortunately, she didn't see the person she wanted to see.

Having not slept all night, the caravan quickly drove out of the town of Val.

Only then did everyone gradually shake off the panic of the previous night and rest in an open space.

Matthew and Luca also got out of the car to get some fresh air and washed their faces by the stream.

"Why does this stream water... look a bit red?"

Looking at the slightly reddish stream, Matthew sensed something was wrong.

"You don't understand, do you? This is called mineral water. It's the colored water that flows out of the mountains."

Luca explained with a smug expression, saying that it was a rare opportunity to showcase his talents.

Just as the two of them were discussing whether to go downstairs to take a shower, they heard two footsteps behind them.

Grace walked over through the bushes and nodded shyly when she saw him.

Holly followed behind, her shoulder wrapped in bandages, but she looked much better.

"Miss Grace."

Matthew responded with a nod of goodwill to the two of them.

However, Holly didn't give him a very friendly look.

She had thought about it last night. Since Matthew was able to appear at the most dangerous moment, it meant that they had actually been there for a long time and might have even witnessed the whole thing.

A person with such cunning and shrewdness must have approached their caravan with some ulterior motive.

Their young lady is naive; if you're not careful, she might get tricked at any time.

"Miss, let's go upstream."

"Huh? I think the downstream market is pretty good too..."

Before Grace could react, Holly pulled her upstairs, not wanting Matthew to have too much contact with her.

Seeing this, Matthew didn't say anything more.

It's normal not to trust him; after all, if you had analyzed it carefully last night, you would have found that everything was just a coincidence.

It's easy to figure out that they've been squatting there for a long time.

"Brother, she seems to look down on us a bit."

Luca stood by the stream, hands on his hips, looking somewhat resentful.

Given his status, there were practically no people in the entire empire with a higher position than him, yet he was completely ignored!

"Isn't that abnormal? Do you think what we're doing makes us look like good people?"

Matthew sat by the creek, eating a pancake.

But none of that matters. As long as they can reach Moore City safely, they don't care how others see them.

"That's true... Actually, Brother Ma, you're not bad looking, but your expression is too cold. You don't look like a good person. I'm much more kind and cute."

Luca, who was standing nearby, had somehow taken off his clothes and plunged into the stream.

Hearing him describe himself like that, Matthew really wanted to go down and give him a lesson in love, to let him know why he was the eldest brother.

But the next moment, a scream came from upstream.

Matthew and Luca immediately became alert. Realizing it was Grace's voice, they gestured for Luca to quickly get dressed and go upstairs to check.

After passing through a dense forest, the view suddenly opened up.

But their expressions also became somewhat unpleasant.

Grace hid behind Holly, her head buried in her back, not daring to look forward at all.

Before them, a large pool of water was stained red with the corpses of strange beasts and humans, and the stream they had just waded through flowed down from here.

It is obvious that a brutal battle took place here.

The bloodstains stretched from the edge of the pool into the depths of the dense forest, with severed limbs and fragments scattered along the way.

"The water from my shower just flowed down from here?"

Compared to Matthew and Holly's solemn expressions, Luca felt itchy all over, his face looking worse than if he had swallowed a dead fly.

However, Matthew's focus was different. He exchanged a glance with Holly, then cautiously moved forward to check the situation.

"They weren't mercenaries or bandits; they were more like... local villagers."

Holly was the first to notice something was wrong, and after looking at the clothes on the severed limbs, she figured out the general situation.

Matthew also sensed something was wrong; it seemed more like a one-sided massacre than a conflict between monsters and humans.

Originally, he didn't want to meddle in other people's business.

But after seeing the thick white mist above the four of them, without a trace of black mist, his thoughts changed slightly.

He stood up, his expression deliberately solemn, and spoke with an air of righteous indignation.

"Things are more serious than we thought. I'll go inside and take a look. We can't let these beasts run rampant like this."