About a hundred kilometers from the city of Miravelda lay an extremely famous valley known as Nethravel—one of the most dangerous places in the Ancient Kingdom of Eron.
Aside from its rugged terrain, countless monsters lurked within.
Their levels varied from low to medium to high. There were even rumors that city-level monsters lived deep inside.
From time to time, they would appear near the outskirts, hunting for prey.
"Nethravel Valley," Seira murmured with a serious expression. "Nolan, it looks like we're in trouble."
She stared at the valley stretching out before them. It was silent, shrouded in mist, with no sign of life anywhere.
Even though they were only at the edge, Seira could already feel the danger waiting ahead.
Nolan calmly scanned the surroundings. Then he asked, "Do you think we can make it through?"
Seira fell silent. Wasn't the answer obvious?
They were ordinary people—no, Nolan was a mage. But that was all.
