Chapter 789
Rolling hills stretched gently into the distance, waves of green wheat swaying in the breeze. Among them, farmers pulling weeds stood one by one.
They had spotted the two massive cargo wagons advancing in a line along the main road.
Clack—clack—
Reinforced with iron plates along the wheels and partitions, each wagon was pulled by four horses. Ian and Mev rode atop Nila and Moro, flanking the wagons on either side like an escort.
"Why are they all tilting their heads and staring like that?" Thesaya muttered from atop a crate in the rear wagon.
"You must not have looked at the map at all, Elder. This road leads to Tessen. It circles far around the outskirts," Nasser replied calmly from beside her, one arm resting along the partition. "Since heading south is much faster for reaching Tessen, this is practically a road only they use."
"Ah, so they wouldn’t even consider there’s a fork along the way." Thesaya nodded, her tone already losing interest.
Nasser let out a chuckle. "They wouldn’t use the road that leads into the forest at all. They probably don’t even think of it as a road."
Only the two of them carried on a casual conversation. The others likely didn’t even notice the farmers’ gazes.