Regardless of whether there was someone behind the scenes manipulating the request for the special wood or if they wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble, there was a real reason behind it. Their needs and reasons did exist. Uzov and his men had no excuse to refuse, so they set off.
The Combat Faction members of the Turtledove Alliance who were temporarily stationed in the Technology Guild were almost all mobilized. Because there were magic beasts active in the forest, they needed sufficient manpower to protect the lumberjacks.
Although there wouldn't be any high-ranked magic beasts near the Holy City of Estali, these magic beasts were usually rare and rare. This was because such rare species were usually the target of competition among magicians. Regardless of whether they were used as materials, magic pets, or food ingredients, they had no chance of living a long life.
But to Uzov Gantia, who had lived most of his life and was an adventurer of the lowest level, every life was precious.
Not to mention the lumberjacks and craftsmen. Many of them worked together in the Technology Guild and supported each other. Many of them were also members of the Turtledove Alliance. These people weren't people that Uzov could easily abandon, so he gathered as much strength as possible to protect them.
As for mobilizing all the members of the Combat Faction, it was also because he had no choice. Because the Wood Elves, who were the backbone of the alliance, seemed to have disappeared into thin air. These once active figures could not be seen anywhere.
Uzov Gantia had many Wood Elf friends, and even had intimate relationships with a few of them. He understood that the Wood Elves were allowed to travel all over the Lost Land. This was both a gift from the World Tree and the freedom they desired. Staying in the World Tree's domain had too many rules that had to be obeyed. Although they could obtain the blessing of the World Tree, it was not without a price.
He thought that it was just a coincidence that he couldn't find any Wood Elves in the Technology Guild and the other strongholds of the Turtledove Alliance in the Holy City. So Uzov wanted to use the forum to contact his former Wood Elf friends, hoping that they could support him if they were nearby. But he didn't get any response. It was as if these people had collectively evaporated from the Lost Land.
The only exception was Mabel, who wore an ancient Wind Elf robe embroidered with a three-feathered bird totem on a black background and silver lines. Although she could be classified as a Wood Elf, she was a rare Dark Elf. However, she was a rare Dark Elf and a subject of the Ancient World Tree, Fathnarth. She claimed to be the Magician's slave and was given to her by the Ancient World Tree. She was a special case among special cases.
Because of this, Uzov could only pull out all the forces of the Turtledove Alliance in the Holy City to act as guards.
According to his past experience, if it was an adventurer team that was good at fighting, it wouldn't be a big problem for them to wander alone in a forest full of magical beasts. As long as his luck wasn't too bad and he wasn't unprepared, he would encounter the top creatures of nature.
However, if they were to act as guards, the number of guards had to correspond to the number of people under protection. Only then would they be able to take care of everyone. For unfamiliar people, it was easy for them to act rashly and endanger their lives if they were unable to grasp the dangers that suddenly appeared in the forest. The worst case scenario was, of course, involving other people.
Moreover, this was under the condition that the people who came along could also take up weapons and act as warriors. Only then could they take care of each other one by one. If they were to protect those nobles who did not know anything and only knew how to cause trouble and did not know how to fight, they would need about ten people to take care of one of them, or even more. Therefore, it was reasonable for the nobles to organize an army because they themselves were too useless.
If it was in the past, a trip of nearly a hundred people would be an unimaginable grand event for a small organization. It might not even happen once in ten years because it could almost be said to be the level of a military operation. However, for the Skills Guild, it didn't matter whether the hundred people would take turns to set off, arrive in sequence, or set off together. Especially after they had a truck, the organization of operations was even faster and more convenient.
On the way to the destination, everyone sat in the back of the truck. Although it wasn't very comfortable, the space was very spacious.
For the craftsmen of the Skills Guild, there was no one who had never been in a truck before. There were always various situations and reasons to apply for a vehicle to carry them or to hitchhike. Therefore, they were all experienced and knew to look for various opportunities to straighten their legs or stabilize their bodies to avoid bumps. If the return journey was full of wood, everyone would not be so relaxed.
However, most of the members of the Turtledove Alliance who were temporarily acting as guards were sitting in a truck for the first time. They had also seen vehicles driving on the roads of the Holy City more than once. It was just that for adventurers who were in a precarious situation, not many people could afford such an expensive means of transportation.
Comfort was another matter. In any case, none of them were noble young masters or young ladies with golden butts. It was already very fortunate to have a car to sit in and not have to walk on their own two legs. They had heard that there were small cars used for carrying people, but the comfort level was completely different from these trucks used for carrying goods. Everyone couldn't help but daydream during this idle time.
However, there were also those who had once been part of the army and looked at the vehicles from a different perspective than others. These people would be shocked by the speed at which the trucks could deliver people.
It would take at least two to three days to travel from the Holy City to the destination forest on foot, no matter how fast they were. However, judging from the scenery on the road, they could already see the mountain peaks that could only be seen in the destination forest before noon. It seemed that they would be able to arrive before noon.
This meant that once the forces there had a large enough fleet of vehicles, they could quickly transport their troops to the required location. Even if they didn't transport soldiers, it was very useful to transport food, weapons, and supplies.
Moreover, it was said that one of the leaders of the automobile manufacturing and research and development center, Grand Duke Carvey of the Guevana Empire, had begun to equip vehicles with his own private army and redraw various tactics. This was undoubtedly a threat to other countries and forces.
Some of these people with active minds were unwilling to be restrained by the system, or they couldn't stand it, so they joined the Turtledove Alliance as a member of the resistance against the unfair system. Considering the impact of cars on the army was just a habit from the first half of their lives.
There were also some people who were spies of other countries or forces, hiding in the alliance. However, most people were well aware of this matter, but no one put it on the table and exposed it. Even who these people were was considered a semi-open secret.
However, these people didn't necessarily have to be on guard against them. Because as long as they were alive, who didn't have a position and attitude? As a member of the alliance, they were willing to help others in the hope that one day in the future, when they needed help, they would also be able to get help from others.
Under this premise, who would dare to tarnish their reputation? After betraying once, there was no turning back. In comparison, even if they had a bad reputation in the Adventurer's Guild, as long as they didn't violate the local laws, the local lords wouldn't do anything unnecessary, and the adventurers would accept the commission as usual.
Just as the veterans had predicted, the convoy arrived at their destination, the Nameless Forest, at noon.
A group of people moved down from the truck to prepare to enter the forest, which contained all kinds of logging tools. This was already the deepest place that the big and small vehicles could reach, so the rest of the journey could only rely on their feet.
Another group of people was building a forward position on the spot, in addition to being responsible for watching the vehicles, they were also backup personnel. One of the great benefits of the maze was that if they went to the forum to ask for help, as long as the magic stones weren't exhausted, there wouldn't be any blind spots, and there wouldn't be a problem of not receiving signals.
After the group of people who were ready to set off packed their bags, they entered the forest under Uzov's lead.
The advance of the team was naturally divided into scouts, vanguards, midfielders, and rearguards. Uzov Gantia, as the chairman of the Skills Guild and the organizer of this operation, had a rare experience of being surrounded and protected by the crowd, walking together with the lumberjacks and craftsmen.
If it was in his past adventuring days, if he wasn't a scout, then he would be helping to move things at the back. None of them were glamorous roles. But it was also thanks to the experience of that time that he was able to arrange such a large team in an orderly manner.
Among them, the White Sacred Swordsman William Greco was placed in the rearguard. This person's obsession with cleanliness could be considered as a must-have topic of conversation within the alliance. Everyone could be very happy when they were talking and laughing, but when they were working with this person, no one was not troubled.
He didn't do dirty work, tiring work, or things that went against his inexplicable rules, so no one knew when they would encounter this person's taboo. They wanted to blame him, but they didn't know if this person's ability to pretend to be deaf and mute, or if he was crazy and stupid, was at the top of the maze, just like his martial arts.
This kind of talent that they couldn't beat and wouldn't listen to words, other than to follow him, what else could they do? So Uzov arranged for him to be at the back of the team. The advantage of this was that they didn't have to worry about being ambushed by enemies or magical beasts from behind. At least he didn't want to be attacked by enemies.
This Sword Saint was troublesome, but he didn't have a record of abandoning his comrades and running for his life. It could also be said that in a situation where he was there, it was unlikely that there would be a situation that was too difficult to handle.
Another person specially arranged was the dark elf Myrna.
In fact, the dark elves who came to the surface from underground would sometimes join the turtledove alliance, and they would also abide by the alliance's rules of mutual assistance, so they wouldn't commit any particular misdeeds. So even though dark elves weren't commonly seen among the alliance's members, they weren't completely absent. The alliance was an organization that eliminated prejudices and prioritized mutual assistance.
Uzov's cooperation with Myrna on the snowy mountain could be considered pleasant, and there wasn't any friction between the two sides. Plus, she had become one of them. But these weren't the reasons why Uzov paid special attention to her. The real reason was the rifle on Myrna's back.
With his experience on the snowy mountain, Uzov naturally knew the strength and diversity of this weapon. Just the ability to detect the environment was enough to make people envious in the dangerous forest. In fact, before they set off, he had thought of borrowing this rifle from the boss.
But a certain person's cautious attitude towards firearms made Uzov give up on the idea. In any case, there wasn't such a convenient thing in the past, and the forest was still the same. Go in one piece and come out in one piece.
Since Maidan had borrowed the rifle, Uzov had no reason not to put it to good use. When going out, returning home safely was the most important.
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