In the next day, Arthur was ready to leave the tribe. He filled his magical pouch with food, water, and all the camping materials he needed.
The city they intended to go to was called Sherekan, and it was far from the Jinzaka tribe. It would take them at least 7 days to reach it, and that was considering everything would go well during the trip, which never happened.
It was troublesome to travel through the desert, as different from the other places Arthur had been, there were no places to stop and rest along the way. The only places he might do that were inside other tribes, but no way they would let him enter.
"What if I stop by the tribes along the way and get more devotees? That would be the best." Arthur thought.
Stopping by a few tribes along the way wouldn't hurt, and they weren't exactly in a hurry to reach the city, so why not?
Arthur gave the word to Mohe to maybe send a few messengers to nearby tribes to spread the word, the faith on Akhur.
"I'll do that, my lord.."