Compared to the Hillsbrad Foothills and the Arathi Highlands, the Wetlands on the other side of Sador Bridge were not exactly popular with Duanmu Huai and the others.
The environments of the Hillsbrad Foothills and the Arathi Highlands were both the kind of green hills and clear waters that were at least pleasant to look at. In the modern world, they would be the sort of natural tourist attractions people had to visit on a road trip. The Wetlands, however, were terrible. Never mind the damp climate and mosquitoes everywhere, the mud-like ground alone was enough to ruin anyone's mood.
This time, Naruse Mio and the others summoned their mounts without needing to be urged on, while Duanmu Huai could only trudge through the mud, sinking deep with every step before scrambling back out.
"The infrastructure in this godforsaken place is absolute garbage. Couldn't they have built a decent road?"
Duanmu Huai stepped into the mud once again and could not help complaining. The ground did not matter during combat, but for sightseeing, terrain like this was enough to put anyone in a bad mood.
"I think it's because you're too heavy, Uncle..."
Naruse Mio glanced at the road ahead, then at Duanmu Huai, and muttered under her breath. Hearing her complaint, Duanmu Huai's face twitched slightly before he turned to look at her.
"If I remember correctly, Frieren told you to practice more, right?"
"Uh... Uncle? What are you planning?"
Sensing the ill intent in Duanmu Huai's eyes, Naruse Mio could not help shrinking back.
"Build a road."
"...Huh?"
"This place is so difficult to walk through. Think of the people who come after us and build a road. Aren't you best at that?"
"...?"
Is that really something I'm good at?
In the end, Naruse Mio had no