Another morning had arrived, and the journey of the caravan continued. Killian and Meylee acted normally, as if nothing had happened the day before.
They traveled through the thick forest, passing through the challenges of enemies and difficult paths to push on. However, their group stopped as Meylee raised her hand. They were in the middle of a rocky path, located at the boundary of spike mountains and thick forest.
"Is there a problem, Meylee?" Nadine asked as she walked out of the carriage.
"My lady, I feel like there's something wrong in this place. I can't figure it out, but the more we travel, the more uncomfortable I become," Meylee explained, holding her spear up.
Nadine looked up at the silhouette of the capital of the kingdom of Orjee. "We are about to reach the capital. I don't think it makes sense that enemies would attack us right at the gate of the capital."