With the help of the registrar, the recruitment went smoothly.
After that, Marni and company did not linger further, immediately leaving the refugee camp in the snow.
It had to be said that the registrar had a high degree of reputation among the refugees, to the point where almost no one opposed the seemingly suicidal act of traveling in the snow.
The city guards of Wickidor saw this, but did not move to stop them. To the lord of the city, the fact that they lost a hundred refugees at once was probably a big relief…
Almost half a day later, their group of refugees only managed to advance around three kilometers.
The piled-up snow was different than the texture of sand. On stepping into the snow, it would immediately cover up to half the calf, and the snow would melt a little due to their body heat and become sticky, causing the refugees to only be able to move forward at a snail's pace.
