Two days later...
Deep in the Alpine Woodpecker Forest, a group of 20 Acolytes slowly made their way through the trees of this densely wooded region.
Of these 20 Acolytes, 18 had rifles in their hands, walking slowly in formation, ready to fire their weapons at the slightest sign of trouble.
At the same time, the group's leaders, masked like everyone else there, had no weapons in their hands but were also alert as they moved.
A young man with red hair was at the back, while a tall, strong young man with black hair was at the front, holding a map in front of him, more or less locating himself in this area.
Using a map in this world wasn't like on Earth, where you could easily understand the path between a starting point and an ending point. There was no GPS in Polaris Realm, and one would have to recognize the terrain and certain locations depicted on the map to know where they were and how to get to their destination.
