May 8, 1350. Clear.
In the mountainous region northwest of East Chester County, the weather was not yet too hot. Some minor nobles had already begun preparing to head to Backlund for the social season in the latter half of the year.
The animals that had escaped the Hunter's gaze rejoiced at having survived another year. The servants, now with spare time on their hands, began doing their usual work of guarding estates and tending farmland according to their respective duties, while also looking for jobs that could earn them extra money during their free time.
"This should be the tower." After getting off at Stoen Train Station, Klein hurried onward and finally reached his destination half a day later. At this point, compared to a beggar who had just crawled out of a fireplace, only the relative intactness of his clothes was worth mentioning.
But that could not be helped. Although cities such as Backlund and Tingen had reached a considerable degree of industrialization, Klein only truly realized, when he tried to cross East Chester County, that land transportation in this era was far less convenient than sea travel.
After all, aside from the few industrialized cities, most of the vast land was occupied by nobles' estates and territories. Naturally, they traveled in their own carriages. Even that small portion of free citizens more or less owned donkey carts or ox carts. Expecting something like a "long-distance coach" to emerge in such an environment was little more than wishful thinking.
To reach this tower, Klein had forced Señor's legs to carry him all the way from Stoen. Even in a straight line, it was nearly two hundred kilometers—East Chester County was roughly located in Newfoundland and Labrador, North America; the straight-line distance had been measured using Baidu Maps. Even