The convoy continued forward, and for the next several hours, nothing unexpected happened.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Andrew's mouth. He knew it was not because the bandits of the Outlands had suddenly learned their lesson. It was because his earlier strike had carried overwhelming deterrence.

Those with bad intentions now understood what it meant to be able to rob, but not live to enjoy it.

By sunset, the convoy arrived at a thriving small town.

Andrew resupplied with some dry