Racing on horseback from the new Cecil territory's White River pier, it was only a day's journey to Tanzan Town.
In the last stretch of their journey, Gawain and company bypassed the main roads and arrived near the stone bridge before Tanzan Town with the cover of the forest. Finally, they laid low at the southern side of the stone bridge and watched the Tanzan Gate opposite the bridge.
"Have you noticed? The town seems to be confined already." Surveying the gates from afar, Pittman muttered in a soft voice, "There are no pedestrians on the bridge. There is an abnormally large number of soldiers at the gate. There are many boats at the dock beside the town. It seems they are all being detained there."
The shadows beneath the nearby bushes contorted, and Amber's figure came out from there. "I looked for a long while at the main road. I didn't see any caravans or travelers pass by. The town's confinement has probably lasted for at least two days already…"
