Translated by A Passing Wanderer
Edited by RED
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Inside a forest near the fiefdom of Chaves...
Gril, Adolf and Yuria, their faces hidden under robes and hoods, continued to forge ahead. They trudged and shuffled past the thickets blocking their path.
After they left the Kingdom of Frants and entered Lome's territory, the falling snow transformed into rain, showing that the influence of the Frost Giant on the weather no longer applied here.
It now felt too warm and humid. There was very little they could do about their level of discomfort and unhappiness gradually building up.
"Geez, I didn't think that the weather could get this hot," Gril groaned while looking up at the outer walls of the city of Chaves, hot sunlight seeping through the rainy forest.