Emily stumbled and crashed into Desmon, who was equally as shocked. Thankfully, his build was large enough to completely stop lady Emily's momentum without falling over with her.

Shocked for some time, Emily, Desmon, the black-haired mob noble, and a few others who noticed what had happened did not move or speak. A few seconds later, Emily realised what happened and her face began to slowly turn red as she was held up by Desmon.

"Lady Emily. Are you all right? Did you injure yourself? Your face is red. Are you feeling unwell?"

While Desmon was bombarding Lady Emily with queries of concern, and noticed the water and got angry, calling the steward responsible for the banquet.

"You. Make sure no water is ever spilled again." He said coldly as he pointed at the water before escorting lady Emily to one of the guest rooms to rest.

"And call for a doctor."

Desmon left the steward with those words in cold sweat as he, and Emily's parents followed her to the guest room, leaving behind a shocked Black-haired noble, and even more shocked minions. Mason and Don also gave way to the minions at this point and vanished in the crowd of nobles, following closely behind Desmon.

On the other hand, Heron finally found something. It was something other than just sand. His eyes sparkled as his grin widened. In the distant horizon, a mountain could be seen. According to his sub-players, the slave base was built within a cave on the mountain.

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'Finally, Mountain!'

Jack had heard this thought within Heron's mind, since although SPU was managing everything, he still wanted to keep contact with his players.

[Don't be happy for the mountain! You fool, be happy for finding the enemies. And don't be too happy. Any illegal group that has survived for a long time and has its reached across most of the Southern Continent, must have a lot of strong people. Be prepared! Make sure you make all the weak sub-players, who might be too young, too old, or unable to fight, stay behind and wait. Take only the strong and go forth!]

'Hmm, yes, we must charge'

"Alright everyone! Prepare for battle. We charge now!"

[This fool. Even beastmen cannot maintain a charge for the distance that would take half a day of walking. Most of them will die from exhaustion before you even reach!]

"CHAAAAAARGEEEE"

Just as Jack decided to give up and return his attention to Karlos, Heron did something unbelievable for a person of his mental capacity.

[Basic Holy Aura Lv 1] was activated and the stamina, speed, strength, as well as the vitality of everyone who was charging with Heron was buffed and increased by a whole level.

This skill was an AoE skill which would affect all friendly troops. Naturally, it would consume some of his Aura, but not too much. Especially since the people here were not too many, and were of rather ow levels, which put very little strain on his aura reserves.

Naturally, none of this was within Heron's calculations. In fact, he did not have any calculations to begin with. Even worse, was that Heron hadn't even intentionally activated the skill, but it activated on its own due to Heron's sheer will do make every charge.

Jack was completely speechless by this point and finally gave up. Whatever Heron did from now on was already beyond his understanding of fate and luck. Although he could forcibly change Heron's actions, he did not want to do this. After all, this stupidity, along with the even more stupid luck that somehow constantly surrounded Heron was what made him Heron.

Sighing, Jack turned his attention back to Karlos and decided to buy a few skills for him which would be beneficial for him.