Traveling from Samara Town to the Stantin Duchy actually required crossing a stretch of the Black Rice Wasteland, though in exactly the opposite direction from the route to the Worrel Werewolf Tribe.
Although Angklu had been extremely enthusiastic about Xu Yi's arrival, he had not made the arrangements overly grand, bringing only a few assistants and three carriages.
He had originally expected Xu Yi to bring plenty of assistants along for the inspection. Instead, Xu Yi had brought no one but Anise, an elf, as his assistant, leaving one of the three carriages empty.
The small convoy left Samara Town and headed southwest. After traveling roughly fifty kilometers across the Black Rice Wasteland, Xu Yi felt the terrain gradually descending while the air around them began to grow warmer.
They had barely left the characteristic barren scenery of the Black Rice Wasteland and entered a forest when Xu Yi began to feel unbearably hot and could not help taking off his thick fur coat.
Seeing this, Angklu, who shared Xu Yi's carriage, smiled and said, "President Xu, this is your first visit to our Stantin Duchy, so you probably aren't familiar with our climate. In fact, our climate is quite different from that of most countries on the continent. There isn't a single time of year when it gets cold here. Although it's winter now, the temperature is probably higher than it is during spring or autumn in your Lampari Kingdom."
Xu Yi wiped the sweat from his forehead and nodded. "I can feel that. Judging by the terrain, your Stantin Duchy is probably situated in a basin. Add in its proximity to the sea and its location almost at the southernmost tip of the continent, and this climate is hardly surprising."
Angklu looked somewhat surprised. "It seems you're well