"How long is it?"
"About 80 kilometers."
"Is there any danger?"
"Not really, but there are many forks in the road, easy to take a wrong turn."
"Do you still remember the way?"
"We've left marks, and there's the breath left by the Holy Song Clan, we definitely won't get lost."
"I saw you just interrogated several prisoners, did you get any important information?"
"Sir, the intelligence these prisoners know is no different from what I know..."
"Oh? Will the Holy Song Clan dispatch heavy guards at the passage entrance?"
"No, the Holy Song Clan needs enough troops to guard their territory and their mineral veins...it's impossible to mobilize too many troops."
"Even if they gain huge benefits on the earth's surface, it's the same...with a population of just over five thousand, they can't focus the center on this."
Lear nodded, having made up his mind.
But to be cautious, he summoned several prisoners and interrogated them a few more times.
