The southeastern part of the Basaran Empire should be hilly, or a plain with a relatively humid climate.
Because Sean felt that there was a damp feeling in the air since entering the mountains, which made people feel very uncomfortable...
The team set off on the third day after hearing the news at the inn. During this time, everyone was preparing the corresponding props. In addition to the potion of the alchemist Alphonse, everyone else also needed to prepare props suitable for themselves.
For example, Rast needs to prepare special arrows, and Jonathan needs to prepare more dry food... As for Sean, he originally wanted to buy some areas in the local area, but he couldn't find them. The only maps he could find were some large-scale maps that only showed the routes.
However, as for the route, the people in the mercenary team were his own, so it didn't have much use. Therefore, Sean chose to buy some gunpowder props, hoping that he would not need these things.
"The air here is uncomfortable."
"Well, was it like this around here before?" Sean asked.
The group has entered the forest. Although the southeastern region is not mountainous, there is still a lot of vegetation. There is not as much fog in this area as rumored in the hotel. However, the air has a damp feeling that makes people feel uncomfortable in their necks when breathing and causes dry coughs.
"I seldom came to this place before, but I heard there is a swamp in this area..." said Jonathan.
"That's right. Long ago, there were many rivers passing through the southeastern region, but many of them were forcibly cut off when the city of Tacoma was built. However, the climate in this area is humid, and those silt rivers will not dry up for a long time. They even form lakes when the rainy season comes, and gradually the swamps are brought out." The person who spoke was Alphonse.
I didn’t expect this alchemist knew so much about geography!
"Have you been here before?"
"I've heard of it."
Sean clearly saw the other party's hesitation, but he didn't lie, so he probably hadn't been there before. However, this hesitation might be because he had learned something from somewhere else.
The team continued to move forward. Although the air felt uncomfortable in the throat, it was fine as long as they wrapped themselves in a towel.
"Are we taking the right route?" Since entering, apart from the people in our team, we haven't seen any other mercenary teams.
Sometimes Sean felt that the mercenary teams were very strange. They would all gather together during night parties, but when they traveled, they would deliberately avoid the routes of other teams. He remembered that when they set out from the hotel, there were several other mercenary teams following them.
But slowly the line got longer and longer, and now there was no one in sight behind it.
"Those other people may have left from somewhere else. There are roads everywhere in the mountains and forests. Mercenary teams don't like to walk with other teams, so they probably avoided us on purpose." Jonathan said it very naturally. It seems that this phenomenon is very common among mercenaries.
As we walked deeper into the forest, we gradually felt that the sunlight was no longer able to penetrate the forest...
And gradually, a hint appeared in Sean's vision:
[Daytime: Clear, 6:35:30]
However, the mist gradually dispersing in the air indicates [miasma].
"Wait." Sean raised his hand to ask everyone to stop.
"What's wrong? Master Sean."
"This mist may have an impact on the body. Let's all wear masks. Sir Alphonse, do you have any potions to deal with it?" Sean suddenly turned to the alchemist and said.
"Yes, I do, but..."
"Everyone should bring a bottle with you. If you feel unwell, drink it in advance. Don't waste the medicine." Sean emphasized.
"What's wrong with this mist, Master Sean?"
"A kind of miasma, perhaps bad for the body."
There is no such thing as miasma in this world, and the display does not directly say that it is "poison gas". It is just the gas produced by some decaying plants and animals. It is harmful but not as direct as poison gas.
Of course, no one doubted the judgment of Sean, the Silver-level bounty hunter, and each of them took a bottle of potion and continued on their way.
Gulp~
There was a sound of something falling into the water.
The vegetation in the forest was very tall and visibility was poor, so even though the few people heard the sound, they still couldn't see where the water was.
"We should be walking on the main road, why did we encounter a place with water?" someone in the team suddenly asked.
"Maybe it's because of the heavy rain some time ago. Isn't this area often said to have the heaviest rain?" Jonathan retorted.
After all, he was the leader and was unwilling to admit that he had taken the wrong path. Moreover, Sean had also looked at the markings on the map in the other party's hand. The route they took was not wrong...it was just that the road seemed too desolate.
Not all roads in this world are made of fine stones. There are stone roads only between a few large cities that are very close to each other. Many of the roads that are far away are simply excavated mountain roads.
Just like my own town of Thelemian, Thelemian was a forest farm that provided timber a long time ago, so there were mountain roads. Later, more and more people settled there and it became a town. But if it is a place far away, even the excavation process is left, and the place where people stepped on it becomes a road.
For example, where you have to pass through a forest, the place where travelers or caravans walk the most is the road!
No one comes to do the maintenance, and an empire cannot afford such a large-scale road maintenance work... So sometimes Sean even feels that the impassable roads may be one of the reasons why many people are reluctant to leave their hometown.
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