Even though they had already lightened their load, roads like these were still a considerable challenge for the wagons. Fortunately, the caravan was packed with skilled experts this time. Whenever they encountered a stretch that was truly impassable, four people would work together to lift a wagon over it with ease.
After four grueling days of travel, this undeniably enormous caravan finally crossed the mountains safely and reached the main trade road.
After crossing the last mountain range within the Alvarez Principality, a vast plain spread out before them. A broad river ran through the plain, and beside it stood a medium-sized city. The city appeared to have been deliberately built along the river, using it as a natural defensive barrier.
Yet the city did not seem to possess any military atmosphere.
Li smiled to himself. If the Alvarez Principality truly wanted to attack this city, they would probably have to go around from somewhere else, wouldn't they? Marching through mountains like these was simply too dangerous. Not only was it inefficient, but it also made them highly vulnerable to ambushes.
Although the entire city lacked any obvious military air, its sturdy, massive walls gave off an inexplicable sense of security. The numerous watchtowers also made it clear that this was indeed a military fortress.
Of course, countless farmhouses had been built around the fortress, and the entire area looked peaceful and tranquil. It seemed that this place had been far removed from conflict for at least seven or eight years.
The caravan began to slowly advance toward the city ahead, but Li and the others were still standing high up in the mountains, looking down at it.
After watching for a while, Angel said, "Isn't Akatria Volcano, the birthplace of Akatria, somewhere not far from here? My teacher once