Chapter 103
Likely due to the torrential downpour from the previous evening, the atmosphere was beautifully crisp. The sky stretched overhead in a brilliant, pristine shade of sapphire—as though it had been thoroughly scrubbed clean—while the breeze carried the rich, clean aroma of damp earth.
Euphoria found herself thinking that this primitive world possessed some truly remarkable qualities; at the very least, it was entirely free from suffocating smog, industrial pollution, and chemically altered food.
The settlement they were migrating toward was situated just outside the borders of their temporary woodland camp, and a leisurely one-hour trek brought them right to its perimeter.
Structurally, the village mirrored most of the settlements she had seen before, fortified by a towering stone wall with a small detachment of beastmen keeping watch over the primary gates.
