The continent of Aisikana is a vast continent divided into three continents by three powerful empires, and between the continents is a neutral zone called a buffer zone.

However, the folk customs of the buffer zone have nothing to do with neutrality.

Caron lifted his goggles and turned his head to say.

"Young Master, we've arrived at the Valley of the Bleak Wind."

Oreo poked his head out of the carriage, looked at the huge canyon in the distance, and muttered.

"Gotta be here tonight, I hope there won't be a strong wind."

"Young Master."

Caron raised his head, looked at the sky, and said.

"There will definitely be a strong wind, do you want to run out harder?"

Oreo shook his head.

"Two horses have been running for a day, find a safe haven to rest."

"As you wish."

Caron complied, driving the carriage into the canyon.

Located in the western part of the buffer zone, the Valley of the Bleak Winds was the subject of civil strife sixteen years ago, eventually splitting into the East Ikra Empire and the Venada Empire.

The Okasim Empire is located on the western side of the continent, and with the two empires on their side, it was a good time for it to annex the land.

However, because of the existence of this canyon, the Okassim Empire has been slow to take the land in the buffer zone, let alone invade the areas further east.

After two hours of wandering around the canyon, Caron couldn't find a suitable place to stay.

It's not that there is no safe haven, but because the safe haven belonging to the Okassim Empire has been annexed for many years, and I don't know if there is a remaining safe haven for the two of them to settle down.

Passing through another desert, Caron saw the lights in the darkness.

He brace himself and rode his horse in the direction of the lights.

On top of Tutan, the Okassim Empire's flag still hangs at the gate of the haven, and although it is dilapidated, it still exists.

"Phew!"

Caron stopped and yelled at the watchman.

"Open the door!"

Through the wooden fence, the man said warily.

"Who are you?"

"Imperial Baron, ordered to go to Mogul City."

Although Caron spoke pure Western Sanalam, the man spoke.

"I need to see your medals."

Through the wooden fence, Caron threw something over.

The man scrutinized the medal before he pulled the wooden door open in half and spoke hurriedly.

"Come on in."

Cuarón nodded, and drove the carriage into the haven, looking warily behind him.

When the wooden door closed, he asked suspiciously.

"Were the first havens occupied by the natives?"

"Who knows."

The man spread his hands, "I don't know which empire it means." ”

Caron frowned.

"Didn't you send someone to Turin to report?"

"Huh," the man said with a wry smile.

"The big men of Turin are so busy having fun that they don't have time to take care of us front-line guards."

"Damn."

Caron stopped the carriage and said comfortingly.

"After I finish this, I will go back to the royal government hall and report that it will not be tolerated to treat the soldiers of the garrison empire badly."

Perhaps having heard too many of these words, the man replied with a sneer.

"Thank you, sir, for your kindness...... Your room is over here. ”

Oreo took no part in the conversation, and when the carriage was fully secure, he fanned his hat in the wind as he surveyed his quarters.

Every haven is carved into the rock, and the environment inside is naturally not much better, and at the moment it is only a small courtyard fenced with stones.

He looked around and asked in a loud voice.

"Where is the public bathhouse?"

"My lord—" The man naturally did not dare to offend the young man, after all, his coachmen were all baronials.

"There is a public bathhouse, just ......"

"Don't worry, I use my own water."

Oreo took a gold coin from his pocket and threw it into the man's hand.

"Tonight's room rate."

“... Thank you. ”

The man took the coin, but his face was not very happy.

God knows how much water the nobleman had brought with him, if he had run out of water......

The man sighed inaudibly, and walked briskly towards his post.

"Hey."

"Caron, you can rest first."

Oreo picked up two crates of water and walked briskly in the direction of the bathhouse.

"Yes."

Caron nodded, picked a small house and went in.

After a few moments of spinning around the pile of stones, Oreo came across the bathhouse that was located near the wooden fence.

Unlike the bathhouse at the entrance of the office, there are no strong men here, and it is very quiet.

But quiet to quiet, Oreo still didn't have the time to take a bath, he wiped his body carelessly, and then walked towards the courtyard with his slippers.

Before he had taken two steps, he heard the wailing of a ghost, the scream of a storm cutting through a stone wall.

It seems that Caron is right, and there is indeed a strong wind tonight.

If there is no safe haven, people will definitely be chopped to pieces by the chaotic wind, but if you are in a safe haven, it is good to see this rare wonder.

But Oreo didn't have time to pay attention to that, and it wasn't a surprise to him.

The courtyard was near, and Oreo whistled in the whistling wind, and when he passed the carriage, he suddenly stopped, and stared at his carriage suspiciously.

"Smack."

A stone was swept by the wind and smashed into the middle of the carriage's ruts with a crisp sound.

After that, more and more gravel was carried by the wind and smashed onto the wagon.

In order not to let his bath be in vain, Oreo hurriedly ran into the house.

Shortly after he left, a complaint suddenly came from the carriage.

"What the hell is this?"

However, the demon wind was fierce, and soon dispersed the words in the air.