Chapter 166 Journey to the Dragon Lands (1/2)
”I think yourthe exasperation from his voice
”But the mountains should be here,” Snowcloud replied She took yet another look at her
Arran gestured at the vast, flat grasslands that surrounded theree that wherever the mountains are, it isn't here”
Not so much as an anthill could be seen in the area, ht would offer their best chance of finding dragons
It had been well over a month since they left the city of Uvar behind, and so far, the journey had been sht to expect Not only had they seen no sign of Shadowflaeful priests; they hadn't even encountered any bandits
Instead, all they found were endless grasslands, speckled with the occasional farion was an unusually calm one, but unlike the ruins of the Eidaran Empire, it wasn't abandoned Rather, it seemed that the area had soh the surrounding lands, re quiet and peaceful
Yet safe and pleasant though their travels were, their goal remained elusive
Snowcloud had oneto that, they should be standing right in the e But instead of rasslands, so flat it see Snowcloud'sthe ones they'd spoken to, few had ever ventured e, and none had gone beyond the next village Perhaps that hy the region was so calht — its inhabitants had all the curiosity and aain, perhaps theirs was the better way of life Unlike Arran, at least they wouldn't be facing dragons in the foreseeable future
For several days, Arran and Snowcloud continued northward, following s rassland they crossed, there was no sign of any s, with every day that passed, they found theht, sunny , they passed yet another small farm — one offor directions,” Snowcloud said
”Again?” Arran asked By now, they'd already tried asking dozens of farot were questioning looks and blank stares
”I have a good feeling about this one,” Snowcloud replied sied ”I suppose we can try”
To his eyes, the farm looked no different from the dozens they had already encountered, but it wouldn't hurt to try again Still, he didn't have much hope for success As far as he could tell, their best hope was finding a town or encountering a traveling merchant — so more than a dozen miles from his home
They crossed the short path that led from the road to the farm, then knocked on the thick wooden door For several moments, no answer ca an old ave the look ”You travelers?”
Snowcloud s you could give us some directions”
”Don't seea wary look at the swords Arran and Snowcloud carried at their sides ”Where you headin'?”
”We're looking for the Redpeak Mountains,” Snowcloud said
”You don't wanna go there,” the ood to be found there”
At once, a bea smile appeared on Snowcloud's face, and she shot Arran a quick triu back to the farrateful if you could tell us where to go”