Although Quiet Mountains was peaceful, it was not so idyllic that there were no disputes.
Relations between domains and between cities varied, which meant some main cities had no Teleportation Arrays connecting them. With no direct route, anyone trying to reach a particular domain had to plan their journey: walk farther, or risk discovery by transferring through more Teleportation Arrays.
Maple Sugar chose more walking and fewer transfers. Quiet Mountains had no unified currency, and she could not quickly acquire the local currency every time she reached a main city.
Traveling on foot, on the other hand, let her use her Travel Skill. Once activated, it allowed her to expend as much mana as she wished and move forward an equal number of meters.
She simply had not expected this method of travel to attract an uninvited companion, too.
Maple Sugar glanced sidelong at the enormous white fox beside her. Her body alone was over fifty meters long. Including the silken fox tails streaming in the wind behind her, Mistblade was at least a hundred meters long now.
But what annoyed Maple Sugar was not Mistblade tagging along without asking. "...That's the 122nd time you've snuck a look at me."
The white fox's green eyes slid toward their corners, glancing at the Oak Owl, who was now about the size of her eye. "You know this is the route to Midsummer, right?"
So annoying. I knew she'd ask. Maple Sugar explained coldly, "I want to take advantage of the chaos to get the Order Badge."
"Then are you going to kill her a second time?"
"Do you care that much? Or would you turn your blade on me for her now?"
Maple Sugar had only said it casually. She had expected Mistblade to fall silent, but instead, the latter gave