Chapter 29.2
There was still time until he turned thirty. But time was flying. The time would come in the blink of an eye while he was still talking about it. If that happened, Bash would be over. He wouldn’t be able to live outdoors for the rest of his life. The engagement of the Beastmen royal family; the Beastmen Nation would be cheering for this. What kind of Hero or warrior would he be if he couldn’t seize this opportunity? This time, the two were more passionate than ever.
“Which way is it?” After stepping over the cliff and being able to stay on the ground with his two feet, Bash looked around. Despite being excited, he was in the middle of the fog. He only vaguely knew which way was up and which way was down.
“This way! This way! The Red Forest is definitely this way! Trust me and follow me!”
“Sure!”
However, with him there was also a Fairy who was a good scout. Or, if one did not know her well, one would have felt uncomfortable at her untrustworthy words and actions, and would have taken the wrong path. But Bash had known Zell for a long time. Whether in a strange forest under a thunderstorm, in a swamp of corpses, or on a battlefield where angry shouts and sword fights resounded, he had survived by trusting and following Zell’s guidance. That’s why he believed in her and followed her. Sometimes she strayed, but he knew they would reach their destination.
The air was thin and cold, and if it was the season, it would be covered with snow. It was a harsh environment in which a human being would freeze to death in an instant. However, Bash’s steps were light. For the Beastmen Nation, the “Red Forest”, was just around the corner.
“Oh? The fog is lifting!”
At that moment, a strong wind blew. And as if blown by the wind, the fog began to clear. Light shone through the clouds that covered the sky, and the clear sky spread out.
It only lasted a minute or so. The fog around Bash had lifted, the sky was clear, and the sun was shining brightly.