Chapter 2200 (ˇε ˇ)) Don't worry, I definitely won't make a move!
After the blacksmith Godot had reforged all of Guts's weapons and armor in the shortest time possible, with the finest craftsmanship and the utmost dedication, Guts took his new equipment and set off again without delay, resuming his journey to find his missing Casca.
Of course, "find" might not be quite the right word.
For some reason, he seemed to have a mysterious sense of connection with the missing Casca. Or perhaps some unknown entity was sending him a powerful signal?
Whatever the case!
Guts headed in a clear direction, walking almost day and night without stopping. After five days, he finally arrived at a hillside overlooking a massive monastery that rose in several tiers like a towering structure.
"Whoa!"
(⊙o⊙*)
"What a huge castle!"
(°ー°〃)
When Guts stopped on the hillside and gazed into the distance, Annie of course bounced over to join him. She stared at the structure looming in the valley below and let out a cry of amazement.
Of course, that was all she did. She didn't mean anything by it. Compared to the other places in this world, that strange, multi-tiered tower of a building really was quite unusual.
"Is this the place you're looking for?"
"Yeah..."
(′~`●)
"But there are so many refugees here. Are all these people crammed together trying to escape that plague, too?"
!(;o)o
Then Annie noticed the countless tents, large and small, pitched around the monastery.
There had to be at least tens of thousands of them, even without counting. Anyone who didn't know better might have thought this was the camp of some enormous army!
But it obviously wasn't a military camp.
Annie could clearly see that across the vast plains and valley surrounding the tower-like monastery,