Death Notice

The scale of the Hulan trade caravan was not large. It carried luxury goods and precious metal jewelry, so there were only three carts of cargo. Most of the cargo was actually local specialties that the Old Butler, out of caution, had reminded the noble young man to purchase along the way. Otherwise, with just one large chest, everyone would know you only carried valuable items, which would attract too much attention.

After discussions between Robin and the two employers, they decided to take the land route instead of going down the Esmel River. During this season, the Esmel River was very busy. The river surface was filled with hundreds of oars and thousands of sails, bustling with flat-bottomed cargo ships coming and going.

Traveling by river was safe and fast, allowing arrival in Athkatla two days earlier than by land. However, the Hulan trade caravan did not have much cargo. Even if they shared a boat with other caravans, the shipping cost would still be very high. Although the land route took two extra days, the carriages were readily available, and the rations for the mercenaries and caravan workers were cheap. Staying in tents for two more days could save a large amount on shipping costs.

In fact, by the time they reached the Two Rivers Region of Amn, both the water route and the land route were relatively safe. No bandit group in this area dared to defy the whole world by attacking a caravan. After all, Amn was a merchant-run nation. Bandit groups that dared to do such things had long been eradicated.

Qin Lun swayed on a poor-quality horse, slightly raising his head. The gaze from under his hood watched the scenery on both sides of the road with interest. Originally, he did not know how to ride a horse. However, the Moon Elf’s Elf Whispers allowed him to communicate mentally with the old horse beneath him, which saved him a lot of trouble.

The transportation in the Two Rivers Region of Amn was very developed. The road they were currently on was not even a main road, just a branch road. The main roads were too busy. Except for large caravans with many cargo carts, generally small and medium-sized caravans would choose other branch roads.

The gravel road, paved with brown earth and stones, was about ten meters wide. The road was slightly higher than the ground, with a ditch on each side. Every certain distance, there was a small and delicate wooden barrel. Qin Lun looked carefully and discovered they were actually trash bins.

Oak and cypress trees were planted on both sides of the road. The road managers seemed to have intentionally trimmed the leaves, allowing the tree canopies to form a simple cover above the road. Even at noon, the road with large areas of shade remained cool and pleasant, not too warm.

On some lower oak branches by the roadside hung bamboo baskets the size of jars, containing some gray-white stones. Qin Lun did not know what these were at first. Later, he asked the workers in the caravan and learned these were glowstones.