Ariunbayar was uncertain about where she was headed.
Though the tunnels led a straightforward path at first, it wasn't long before the road split and she had to make decision.
Left…or right…
Her skill, [ Bloodhound ] was of no help, as though all physical traces of those that had passed these tunnels had been erased. Whoever was in charge of all this sure was meticulous.
Which contrasted starkly with how the viscount's men had acted with the kidnappings, blatantly strolling into the neighboring village and demanding for tributes.
And what had seemed like an operation perpetrated by mortals was now suddenly reinforced by other means. Ariunbayar found this odd, but she supposed it was only suitable for such an occurrence to be worthy of her main quest. Quietly humming to herself, she randomly picked to go right. Her luck stat should, in theory, have her covered.
Or something.
