Chapter 120: An Anxious Adam Smith (15th Update)

Time flew by in an instant.

April 22nd.

The sky was clear, and the azure blue was spotless.

The fierce sun hung high in the sky, like a gigantic fireball, passionately unleashing energy.

In Blood Moon City, in the southeastern warehouse district,

Adams's Thorn Merchant Caravan had purchased a huge warehouse here.

Outside the warehouse, it was bustling, crowded with Cart Drivers preparing to depart.

Inside, there was still hustle and bustle as the last batch of purchased goods were being loaded onto wagons.

In the very center of the warehouse, boxes of Magic Crystals were carefully placed onto the wagons.

Adams commanded them while anxiously looking towards the training grounds outside, always harboring an ominous premonition in his heart.

Last time he returned to Blood Moon City,

Adams thought that by bringing along the Clay Golems from the Bay Territory, as well as the Elite Soldiers representing his status, he could stave off the greed of those characters.