Hannah thought about it, "To leave the border, do we have to cross the Blackwood Forest?"
The Blackwood Forest was a natural barrier, perfectly aligned with the defensive line of the border.
Gregory Lawrence knew everything about District Nine like the back of his hand, "That's the idea, but as far as I can remember, no one has ever truly crossed the Blackwood Forest."
Even mercenaries and hunters on missions would avoid venturing into the heart of the Blackwood Forest.
Legend has it that the center of the Blackwood Forest is shrouded in a white fog all year round, and within the fog lurk man-eating monsters.
The legend was also told by Gregory.
"You're not still thinking about going to that so-called Lost Realm, are you?"
The closer you get to the border, the more fickle the weather becomes.
Although the sun and moon are fake, the falling rain is real.
It was raining outside.
The sound of the rain pattered down.
Hannah was sitting right by the window, "Mhm."