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◈ The Saviour Embarks on a Nameless Journey
Chapter 53: The Great Barrier
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“We should be leaving the Crimson Sol region soon.”
After letting the magic horses run with all their strength, we rode side by side across the grassland. Magic horses built up stress if they were not allowed to run from time to time. We had left the highway, but judging by the shape of the distant mountains, we should soon be entering the Lugano region.
“From here, we proceed through Lugano and Kaiji, yes?”
Alina asked.
Shurel was a great kingdom that ruled half the continent, but it had grown large after several appearances of the Demon King exhausted the surrounding countries and those countries were absorbed.
It was not that Shurel had forced the annexations. Rather, in those difficult ages, the people had relied on the Brave’s bloodline, and one after another, they gathered beneath Shurel’s protective wings.
The names of countries that had already vanished remained as names of the land. I had heard that Crimson Sol, and Lugano and Kaiji, which Alina had named, had all been independent countries long ago.
“I was thinking of stopping by Soregs.”
“The land abandoned by the Brave.”
There was a little tension in Tain’s voice.
Though the journey to subjugate the Demon King had included some going back and forth, we had more or less circled the continent clockwise. On foot, riding a dragon, opening Teleportation gates. We had hurried onward, and there were lands we had been concerned about but had never set foot in.
Such lands became monster territories, places people could not approach. Many of them were not lands tied to people’s lives, and there was no particular problem if no one entered them.
No, perhaps while successive Braves avoided them, they naturally became that way.
“After the Brave passes through, the odds of encountering a Crest weapon decrease. We can take our time while giving Io and Alina-sama some training.”
Marius said this with a gentle smile.
“No, how exactly are we supposed to take our time in a place like that...?”
Tain muttered under his breath.
“I will do my best so that a sword like Grandfather’s SuiEn will acknowledge me!”
Alina’s eyes sparkled, burning with determination.
“I am grateful for the opportunity.”
If she had not been riding a magic horse, Io would likely have made a lady’s curtsy.
The grassland stretched on without end.
“I can see the Tsuam River. It seems our direction is correct.”
I had proceeded with confidence that we were not mistaken, but when grassland spread as far as the eye could see, even I grew a little uneasy.
“If we descend along the river, there is the town of Holm near the mouth. I am relieved we did not end up somewhere outrageous.”
Marius exhaled in a very obvious way.
“I... I have never mistaken the direction, have I?”
“You only get the direction right. How many times do you think we have ended up at cliffs or monster dens or other absurd places?”
Marius made a pained expression and shook his head theatrically.
“If one crosses such places, it is the shortest route!”
“Learn the roads. The roads.”
“How am I to remember a road I have never traveled?”
I was good at determining direction from the stars, the sun, the shape of the mountains, and the vegetation. But the odds of my correctly following directions I had heard from others were about fifty percent... no, perhaps forty. If it was something like “turn at the next corner,” that was one thing, but I generally ended up confused.
“...Why is a boss like that riding at the front?”
Tain voiced an entirely reasonable question.
I simply found myself at the front before I knew it. While Marius and I bickered noisily, the river drew nearer.
“The river... Why is it white?”
Alina stared at the river, eyes wide.
“Glaciers scrape the bedrock, and that powder melts into the water.”
“From the goddess’s mountain range, perhaps?”
“Aye.”
At the center of the continent stood a mountain range created by the collision of the goddess’s power and the Demon King’s. The mountains formed a circle, and within that circle was the Demon King’s castle. Along the range stood a double barrier of the goddess and Demon King, called the Great Barrier.
When the Demon King’s presence was strong, entering or leaving was difficult because of the Demon King’s Great Barrier. When the goddess’s power was strong, entering or leaving was difficult because of the goddess’s Great Barrier. It was a terribly troublesome place, but for that very reason, even if the Demon King revived, he could not easily move from there.
For a human body to cross the Great Barrier, Shato’s Brave sword had to shine white. The method to make it shine was to defeat many monsters, especially core-bearing monsters that had been given a share of the Demon King’s power.
Even now, the Great Barrier Mountains could be seen from the grassland. The white range of peaks had been black and gloomy in the age of the Demon King, and this river had flowed black as well.
Pale, withered grass and black, writhing insects. Now green spread across the land, and the grassland reflected white light where the wind passed through.
“Oh, red piya. Shall we pick some?”
“How rare. Let us be grateful for our fortune.”
“Yeah. Sells for a high price.”
The three adults grew excited at the sight of red heads mixed among the green grass of the plain.
“Red piya?”
“What is it used for?”
Alina and Io did not seem to know.
“It works on rashes, and it is a preventive medicine for some illness whose name I cannot recall. That aside, it is delicious when fried and sprinkled with powdered sugar.”
Eating something delicious while preventing illness. Two birds with one stone.
“Pya.”
At the word “delicious,” Pya cried out. You were asleep until just now! Why are your ears so sharp only when food is involved?
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