Although he didn't regret his decision for leaving the train, Aectaeon was disgruntled at how much time he had wasted already. It had been six hours since he left the train, and now, he was in the middle of the desert in between cities.
The longer he thought about it, the more he realized that it would've been better if he brought Yulervan, at the least, with him. By just looking at the digital map that he had bought for several million Gold Coins, it was difficult for him to figure out where to go next.
The Reveron League's base was, obviously enough, in a secluded place. There were some sightings as he read through the news. Be that as it may, none of them was sufficient in giving him a concrete idea of the location.
But there was something that Aectaeon was thankful for. In the span of six hours, he wasn't given any difficult mission by the system. He was only given trivial missions such as battling a Meister or two he had encountered along the way.
