After getting excited, Tia forced herself to calm down.

After taking a few deep breaths, she shifted her attention to the map.

According to the map, the Wizard's Tower was built in the center of Iskadon, far from her current location.

There aren't many routes to choose from, and it's basically not easy terrain to navigate.

In addition to the tower's special marking, there are also several red dots on the line pattern. Although he didn't know the specific meaning of the special marking, his intuition told Tia that these places were dangerous and should not be approached at will.

The trouble is that there are twelve red dots in total, nine in the depths, and three on the side from the tower to the entrance.

To be on the safe side, Tia decided that it would be better to cut out the route she wanted to pass through these places.

In this way, there are only two paths she can choose.

After weighing it, Tia chose the one with the gentler terrain.

Although it is more likely to encounter danger in this way, at least there is enough room to dodge and maneuver.

After choosing this path, the first thing she had to do was go down to the bottom of the cliff.

After looking at the terrain, the almost vertical cliffs made Tia, a person who often climbs the mountain, feel a chill in his heart.

I don't know why, when she arrives in such a place, she always unconsciously imagines what it looks like she falls.

Tie the rope into a knot in the big rock, Tia pulled out the dagger by the side of her boot and pinned it to her waist, and began to slide down the cliff face.

Along the way, she passed a lot of seemingly precious exotic flowers and plants, and out of caution, she avoided them far away.

The cliff is very long, and the climbing rope that Tia bought is also a lot shorter.

The last part of the road was climbed step by step with a dagger.

The scenery at the bottom of the cliff is much better than above, although there is no green grass, but there are still some green plants along the river, which is much more comfortable than a barren area.

With the dagger in her hand, Tia walked forward as lightly as she could.

Maybe it's because she just got off the new map, and she always has a faint sense of crisis haunting her.

This feeling lasted until the first fork in the route.

This fork is peculiar, wide on the left and narrow on the right. Tia's visual inspection was just enough to walk over without having to turn sideways.

As she walked towards the planned right fork, she stealthily pulled out the scroll that was tied to her arm.

As she got closer to the right fork, the sense of crisis grew.

The moment he felt his hairs stand on end, Ti Adam immediately tore open the scroll and threw it back.

Flames swept out as expected, and a loud roar came from behind them.

Without stopping or looking back, Tia immediately began to speed up the running the moment she was sure that the scroll was in effect.

She didn't stop until the narrow road became wider and the sense of crisis in her heart disappeared.

The joy of escaping death did not ease Tia, on the contrary, her mood was much heavier than when she first arrived.

Iscaton is indeed the land of death. The level of danger is not trivial.

This was just the beginning of the process, and she had already lost some of her hole cards.

It was originally going to be used again in the Wizard's Tower.

Tia pursed her lips, realizing that she might have underestimated how dangerous Iscaton was.

In the end, the cognition obtained by the written description in the book is worse than the practice.

But there was no turning back.

Tia subconsciously touched the wrist of her right hand.

There was only one scroll left, and she had to time it well.