Rohan and Blike rushed through the wilderness on their horses. The village they needed to go to wasn't that far away, and only two days were needed.
The more Rohan was on a horse, the more he found it useless. It wasn't comfortable, the speed wasn't that great, and he must take care of it. Running by himself would be faster, but Blike was too slow.
He really wanted to go to the north to capture a magical beast that was at least faster than him, but it was too dangerous. Even at his level, Rohan was persuaded we would still die against the wasps' nest in Uradan, so he would take it slow.
Of course, he couldn't even leave the kingdom easily anyway, so it wasn't even useful to think about it.
As they ran toward the village, Rohan pondered over his mission.
Hanshen had taken one of the simplest and easiest among the ones he had on his stock, but also one that would benefit Rohan. In the end, he chose a group of bandits.