Reincarnated as an Energy with a System-Chapter 1733: Toward the City

After a while, the carriage moved, making its way down the road. For the day, they wouldn’t be getting very far, just a dozen of kilometers down the road at best.

Still, it was best that they moved.

Ning woke up halfway through their journey and got off the carriage to get some fresh air. The sunny day had turned cloudy at some point and showed signs of upcoming rain.

Thankfully, the soldiers did not need to care about rain as much as they had to in the past few weeks. With the many tents they had gotten, they had enough resources to survive the night.

Many of the soldiers rode their horses slowly, but the undead could not be put into horses and had to thus walk. They simply couldn’t balance themselves on the horse for some reason and needed the Necromancer’s full attention when doing something that needed more than just instinct.

Ning counted everything. There were 20 soldiers, not counting Matthew, 32 horses, 3 carriages, and 2 carts.

There were more horses than men, so the undead helped pull them with them. They intended to sell the horses when they reached Toma.

"You’re up!" Matthew said, slowing his horse down to catch up with Ning.

Ning nodded. "The flag is a nice touch," he said, pointing to the empire’s flag that fluttered in the wind. From the front to the back, there were nearly a dozen of the same flag— a simple blue, black, and red strips laid horizontally, in that order.

"Don’t want people to question who we are," Matthew said. "It’s better this way."

Ning nodded. "Where’s Mari? In the other carriage?" he asked.

Matthew nodded. "By the way, do you know where the right place to stop is?" he asked. "The sun is out and I don’t know if we can afford to wait too long before we stop."

"How long have we been going on for?" Ning asked.

"Close to 2 hours, maybe a little more," the man answered.

Ning nodded and looked at the area. His memory wasn’t as good and the journey a week ago had been monotonous, so he didn’t remember most of the area, but he did know more or less where they had stopped.

That place was too far away.

"Start searching for a place to rest in an hour or so," Ning said. "I can’t really tell if you if there is a good place or not because we never stopped in this region."

Matthew nodded. "Guess that will have to do," he said.

A while later, they found the perfect place to camp for the night. They found it at the right time as a storm was brewing in the Bay of Riches, and soon a downpour would be coming.

Ning slept peacefully despite the rain as the carriage had two large seats that could be used as beds as well.

They woke up the next morning, and after a bit, the journey continued. Today’s journey would be the longest yet, and they had to go for as long as they could so that they could reach the city tomorrow.

They couldn’t afford to stop anywhere, and thankfully they didn’t have to. The road this close to the city was always smoother and well-trodden, so neither the horses nor the carriage had any trouble getting through there.

They traveled right until sunset before hurriedly setting up tents to rest for the day. After a quick dinner and some chat, they went to sleep.

The next day was the day they had been waiting for anxiously. They weren’t sure how the day was going to go if their ruse was going to work out or not.

They had everything ready, even the accents, and yet they were still scared.

"Romus will take the lead today," Matthew said, wearing his large helm to cover up his bald head. "He is the only one with hair among us, and frankly, his looks will do us much more than I could."

"Come on, boss. You don’t have to say all that," Romus said, embarrassed.

Matthew ignored him. "A few of us will stay in the carriage just in case they start asking too many questions," he said. "If they start getting suspicious, we’ll reveal that we’re taking prisoners with us in the form of the 3 civilians. Pray that they don’t ask too many questions."

Everyone nodded.

"I’ll wear my worst clothes then," Ning said. "Gonna have to act the part of the prisoner."

He hadn’t mentioned to anyone about the talisman and its concealment abilities, so no one there knew that they were going to easily get past almost everyone.

He looked toward Romus, the Necromancer, and was confused as to why he was the only one who wasn’t bald in the group. His hair had grown in between when he was wounded and when he was not.

’Can Mari regrow hair too?’ Ning wondered. He would be laughing if that was the case. He couldn’t imagine her powers being used to regrow hair.

"That’s all. Everyone, to your station!" Matthew shouted and everyone began riding their horses.

Ning walked into the carriage and saw Shara lost in her own thoughts.

"What’s wrong? Are you nervous as well?" he asked.

Shara was startled at the words and quickly nodded. "Yes."

"Don’t be," Ning said. "The soldiers won’t stop us."

"No, not that," Shara said. "I’ve… just been thinking about what Grandma Usha said."

"Grandma Usha? Why are you thinking about her?" Ning asked.

She looked at Ning with a worried look. "She said you would die in the upcoming days," she said. "And now you’re trying to make me a queen."

"An Empress," Ning corrected her.

"Yeah, I don’t even know the difference," Shara said, "and you’re trying to make me one. What if this is what leads to you being killed? What if—"

"Stop." Ning chuckled a little. "Just relax. I won’t die. They can kill me, and I still won’t die. Just think of it as a help from my system.