After two trips we had arrived in the lands belonging to the old Kingdom that was taken by death.
The capital might be the most dangerous place, but the cursed energy of death spread throughout the land of that Realm, which is why none of the surrounding Realms wanted to expand their borders in that direction.
It was easy to identify that we were already inside the lands of this land cursed with death because the trees were dry and dead everywhere, the land was dry and hard, and the wind seemed to carry the sound of groans of suffering, and the air it was colder.
The deeper we went into this place things got weirder, a mist started to appear the closer to our objective we got, also monsters started to appear, all were different types of beast-type Undead monsters, but those monsters didn't matter much since they were all below Grade S.
