The Scarlet Moon hung askew in the sky.
It cast a twisted light of annihilation, indiscriminately,
regardless of whether people hated it or feared it, it was there.
It was like a blood-red eye with a twisted, evil gaze, overlooking the earth.
Everyone wished for a cloud to appear in the sky.
Kris adjusted his breathing, incredulously watching the soldiers jogging beside him.
Kris carried nothing but his weapons and light leather armor, his burden barely amounting to 10 pounds.
Yet every Bay Domain soldier he saw was fully armed even while marching, looking even more at ease than him.
What Kris didn't know was that this is the difference between amateurs and professionals!
Even though Kris trained very hard every day and carefully equipped and learned many excellent skills,
as a lone adventurer, he inevitably had to spread his focus thin.
For the current Bay Domain soldiers,
they were part of the collective army.
