Chapter 509: Journey to the Stygian River

After everyone was seated on the boat, the Ferryman Demon boatman gently pushed the bony oar, and the small boat quickly moved away from the shore. A comfortable breeze met them head-on, and Twin Bridges Town rapidly receded behind them; although the sensation of speed wasn't obvious sitting in the boat, by Lancelot's estimation, they were traveling several times faster than he could have galloped at full speed on Nightmares.

"Wow, we're actually moving upstream!" Bruto suddenly exclaimed, turning his head to look at the Ferryman Demon who was propelling the boat, "Your boat might look a bit shabby, but it sure is magical."

"Of course, no one knows the Stygian River better than we do, nor is anyone more skilled at steering a boat." This Ferryman Demon seemed to be more interactive than the one they had hired last time and didn't ignore the Dwarf's question, "Take a closer look. Are we really moving against the flow of the river?"