CLXXXIII. Isolated and Helpless

The following day, at noon.

A leisurely lunchtime.

The Pioneer had been traveling for a day and a night, reaching the midpoint of the journey, a continuous area of gently sloped hills.

Due to the special soil here, the vegetation was replaced by dense, wildly growing white, brilliant reeds.

Today, the sky was somewhat overcast, draped with a heavy gray lead haze. The brisk wind swept through the reed grass like clouds, resembling a fierce tide surging in the sea of the sky.

"It looks like it's going to rain. Such a gloomy sight," Alanee said, her beautiful eyes slightly tired. She yawned gracefully, her gaze fixated on the window, feeling somewhat uneasy.

Grim dared not leave Alanee's side. He had a bad feeling but didn't dare to voice it, not wanting to dampen Alanee's spirits.

Some nobles were dining in their private compartments, while a few were in the dining car with their attendants, making it convenient to interact with other friends.