The mountain road was tough.
As there were not many visitors here, the road was not well-maintained. All of the paths were made of bluestone, and there were built many years ago.
Perhaps because of the rain two days before, the steps were damped.
On the edge of the steps, there were green mosses. If they were not careful enough and stepped on the mosses, they would easily slip.
Therefore, Emmeline walked steadily while watching out her steps.
Meanwhile, Jara was walking rapidly as if he was not troubled by the steep steps.
As Emmeline was walking behind him, she could see his huge back the moment she looked up.
Under the golden sunset, his lonely and desolate back blended well with the boundless forests, which gave off a taste of wilderness.
Looking at his back, she pressed her lips together. Then, she quickened her pace to catch up with him.