Ch. 49 North of Lake Agheel.

The girl was riding a horse, yawning.

No phone, no books.

Even if she wanted to sleep, the saddle was not a soft seat.

No matter how beautiful the scenery was, it couldn’t satisfy Mia, a soul from Earth.

She felt her crotch was being chafed so painfully by the saddle.

Before, when riding Amia, she didn’t feel much, because the little donkey’s back was narrow and it didn’t walk fast.

Now, riding Torrent, she felt it was not right.

Her legs had been spread for too long, and her inner thighs were almost numb.

She had given up sitting astride and instead chose to sit sideways.

Although it wasn’t as stable as sitting astride, for Mia’s petite figure, it was only a difference of 100 to 90.

The horse’s back could accommodate her bottom.

“Let’s rest for a while.” Mia called out to Wilden, who was leaning on his spear and striding forward.

They had been walking for a whole morning.

Kalé took out a pocket watch from his bosom that he rarely showed anyone and glanced at it.

“It’s about time.”

“Good.” Wilden nodded.

From dawn to noon today, it had been about six or seven hours.

The grassland was easier to walk on than the forest, and thanks to Torrent, by now today, they had already traveled about the same distance as they used to from morning to evening.

The three of them found a flat piece of land backed by the forest and facing the grassland.

Sitting sideways, Mia jumped off Torrent easily.

Since it was daytime and just a mid-journey rest, there was no need to start a fire.

They stretched their limbs to relieve the fatigue of riding from morning until now.

By the time the three of them continued on their way, more than an hour had passed.

Continuing to move southeast, they later saw four or five Kaiden people herding horses on the grassland; tall Kaiden knights were protecting the grazing herd.

Fortunately, they were quick-eyed and nimble, and the group quickly hid in the forest.

After the shouting of the Kaiden people came from afar, the herd of horses galloped away.

After the trembling of the earth subsided, the three of them came out of the forest.

Day and night passed, and in the evening, the Spirit Wolves found a stream flowing due south, so they camped there.

On the morning of the second day, the forest that had obstructed the view on one side finally disappeared onto a cliff.

A lake appeared before them.

The cliff at the lakeshore was towering, a lake with a vast and boundless surface.

Under the sky of The Lands Between, which was forever covered by thick dark clouds, the dark blue lake surface extended toward the end of the horizon, seeming as if it would never end.

The girl reined in her horse.

“Lake Agheel.” Kalé caught up from behind.

“The largest lake in Limgrave.”

Mia gazed at the scenery before her.

This was what you called a real lake.

The lakes in the game, except for the name, had nothing to do with a lake; at best, they were just swamps.

Full of danger.

And this Lake Agheel in front of her, she couldn’t see the opposite shore at a glance; it was as if it were a sea.

The girl got off Torrent, stepped on the knee-high grass, and carefully came to the edge of the cliff by the lake.

She had already heard the sound of the rippling lake water hitting the rocks, and she carefully stuck her head out at the edge of the cliff.

Then she instantly pulled it back.

So high.

There was no open space below the cliff wall; it was almost at a right angle, going straight into the lake surface.

She didn’t dare to look much more.

“Are there other lakes in Limgrave?”

“There are quite a few.” Kalé answered: “But basically none of them are famous, and none are as big as Lake Agheel.”

Mia nodded.

Along the lake, the next part was a long downhill road.

About an hour later, a gap appeared in the cliff by the lake; the gap was a gentle slope leading down to the less steep lakeshore below.

The girl also saw the muddy lakeshore below.

That couldn’t be considered good scenery; on the waterlogged shoals stood trees with blackened exteriors, sparse and desolate.

It gave a gloomy feeling like a graveyard.

This actually corresponded to the image in the game.

“We had better stay away from the lakeshore.” Kalé warned: “Those trees are the dragon’s handiwork.”

No one knew where the dragon lived or where it would appear.

But every time it appeared, it would bring raging flames.

“How big is this lake?”

“I don’t know.” This time it was Wilden who answered her: “After The Shattering War, there haven’t been many people in this area.”

(Actually, when the author was writing this, they were thinking of Qinghai Lake.)

Walking along the lake, by the afternoon, they heard the sound of flowing water.

Ahead, a rushing big river was flowing into Lake Agheel.

The river water was buried deep in the towering valleys; looking down from above, the surging river water was constantly hitting the rocks.

The far bank of the river was hidden within the veil-like mist rising from the water, a gray, indistinct blur.

The group turned north, as Wilden said there was a bridge to the north that would allow them to cross the river.

“Is that the bridge on the main road?” Mia asked.

“Yes.” Wilden nodded.

“Will there be guards on that bridge?”

Wilden looked back. “I can provide cover, and you two can rush across.”

The Soldier had already planned it out.

If anyone actually blocked the way, he could distract the guards, and then Mia and Kalé could ride their mounts across.

He would catch up afterward.

This way, he could avoid harming the Soldiers of the Royal Army, while still allowing the two of them to pass safely.

Mia felt this plan was feasible, but Kalé clearly lacked confidence.

“Are you sure?” Kalé asked nervously.

“There’s probably no other way,” Wilden replied.

The merchant struggled with the decision, hesitating for a long time. “How about you and Mia go first, and then I’ll follow?”

“By yourself?”

“We Nomadic People have been able to wander for so long because we have our own methods,” Kalé said confidently.

Mia glanced at him. “If you hadn’t been traveling with us these past few days, you would have died twice already…”

“That’s because I couldn’t perform well while with you… Hey, there’s a bridge!”

He said, suddenly shouting aloud.

The three looked over, and a suspension bridge hanging high above the ravine appeared before them, spanning high across the rushing water between two cliffs.

“Let’s go from here.”

Mia suggested.

This would avoid the risk of exposing themselves to the Royal Army.

“I’ll go take a look,” Wilden said, walking over first. He pulled hard on the ropes anchoring the suspension bridge at the cliff’s edge and found that it barely swayed.