Turbid River, the river water was muddy because the upper terrain was similar to the Loess Plateau, with serious soil erosion.
At the moment, on the banks of the Turbid River, not far from the Tributary River Mouth, a dense forest stretched eastward.
A team of knights escorted Mel, Russell, and Lola, hunting in the forest until dusk.
"It's time to go back, Master Mel," urged the captain of the knights.
"Alright," Mel put down his bow and arrow, expressing his disappointment, "Russell, Lola, it seems like the Shadowflame Dragon didn't open its eyes today; nobody witnessed it."
The three of them had not found any fantasy beast during an afternoon of hunting.
Of course, not finding one was to be expected; the Rainflower Family had only found about a dozen fantasy beasts in this hunting ground forest over a hundred years, which averaged to discovering one every ten years. How could Russell just stumble upon one by chance?
Moreover.
