The boring journey was to be expected, moving from one fortress to another one and making a camp in the wilderness in between. They encountered no wild monster, the road was safe, and just like that they wasted seven days for the trip.
Tonight was the last night. Captain Borun announced that they would arrive at their destination by tomorrow evening at the latest. Sitting in front of the bonfire that he set up in front of his tent, Tang Shaoyang chewed the jerky in his mouth. The salty jerky taste had grown on him, and he would chew the jerky all the time during the trip.
