The setting sun slanted, enveloping the valley nestled between two towering mountains, crowded with slowly moving villagers.
After a day of walking, their legs were long since numb, and the increasingly steep slopes offered almost nothing for support beside the canes in their hands.
However, whether they were villagers or high-ranking members of the Pope Country, everyone felt rather good.
On this trip, aside from a few catching colds and some breaking their legs, there were no mishaps affecting their progress.
It made Horn a bit paranoid, checking everywhere, fearing that things might go wrong at a critical moment.
But now, they had arrived at the predetermined crossing point on time.
Cross the suspension bridge ahead a little further, and they'll enter the mountainous area at the heart of Thousand River Valley.
By then, the Knights won't be able to chase on horseback along the mountain paths.
Indeed, these villagers would soon be free from the threats of the church army.
