Dole glanced at Weide and said, "I'll head down and take a look. If you're coming with me, you'd better disguise yourself."
Dole himself was in insect form and could change easily. Before long, he had become an ordinary warrior, even changing his aura into something entirely different.
Seeing this, Weide also disguised himself. But he was nowhere near as convenient as Dole. He changed into a different set of clothes and adjusted his aura before turning himself into a level-three warrior, though he still seemed just a little too powerful.
Dole landed not far from Three Fork River Town, where he had once been stationed. He planned to walk over and see how the townsfolk were doing.
He had already seen it from high in the sky. Three Fork River Town had expanded a little from before, but it was still in the same place without much change, so he decided to go over and have a look.
He had been only around ten when he left. Now, he was thirty-two when he returned. So much time had passed; he wondered whether those people in the village were still there.
He thought of how, at thirty-two, the distance he had traveled could be counted in millions of kilometers. Yet for the people of this little rural village, the farthest they would probably travel in their entire lives was Demon County's seat. Just thinking about it was a little frightening.
To live one's whole life in such a tiny patch of land—it truly wasn't easy for them.
With that thought, Dole turned a corner ahead and saw the three-way crossing.
The place was still the same place, and the bridge was still in its old location. It had merely grown somewhat larger.
It used to be a wooden bridge that