Book 8: Chapter 53: Forbidden Zone of Life
Looking at the peaceful spring scenery by Lake Esmel, the faces hidden under their hoods were full of tiredness and fatigue.
After more than three weeks of rough travel, they moved along the border between Tethyr and Sespitz and crossed the entire eastern border of Tethyr without much trouble. Even though the border legions of the two great kingdoms were stationed here, an adventure team of just over twenty people clearly didn’t catch their attention.
Apart from some careless petty thieves and a few magical beasts, Qin Lun and the others didn’t face many challenges. For this small team mainly composed of Professional Apostles, these small bands of thieves and magical beasts became a rare amusement during their boring journey.
Compared to the busy and crowded continental trade roads along the Sword Coast, the eastern borders of Tethyr and Amn seemed sparsely populated. There were basically no large towns here, only villages set up by Half-Beings and barbarians. Only these agile races with some individual combat power could survive in these chaotic areas.
At night, the distant roars of magical beasts even put the Apostles on alert. It seemed the light of human civilization never reached these ancient wild areas.
In the first few days of the journey, the members of the diplomatic mission often marveled at the bone fossils or ruined remains they encountered in the wild. But after just a short few days, even the two curious ones, Iristin and Nicole, stopped paying attention to these things, their pretty faces full of numbness.
The long history of Faerûn buried countless civilizations and nations. No one could tell whether a bone sometimes sticking out of the yellow sand or some broken wall by the roadside belonged to an unknown small village destroyed by magical beasts or was a true relic of some civilized nation.
The day after day of boring marching made the Apostles feel somewhat irritable, their hearts filled with violent emotions. This made the occasional thief bands very unlucky, usually leaving no survivors. As for those magical beasts, they generally became delicious roasted meat for everyone that evening.
In this regard, even Qin Lun felt very glad that Loier and a few other dwarves had joined the team. The dwarves living in mountainous areas were very good at brewing and roasting meat. Every time magical beasts attacked, it allowed the diplomatic mission to have a roasted meat campfire party that evening.