Hours later…
Reaching Ravah was not easy. There was no direct transport to the territory. Anyone with business there needed their own private vehicles to reach a point near the territory. From there, they had to meet a contact and only then travel into Ravah.
This was to avoid getting shot on sight or mistaken for a hostile enemy.
After all, Ravah had its own special place in the world of black-market trade.
So even those with long-standing dealings found it complicated to enter. For outsiders with different agendas, the difficulty multiplied tenfold.
Thus, the mission group had to take a different, safer route. More than half a day had passed since they left the Order, and they still had not reached the island. There were multiple drop-offs and pick-ups, regrouping with the Bellemonte men waiting at one docking point, and then moving on toward the final stop before Ravah.
"Haha!"
