Wars Didn’t Prove Who Was Right Or Wrong

"You are free to pass," one of the guards that was managing the checkpoints said. "All of you be careful, the skirmishes happening in the Glouswell Forest are just as intense as the battle that is happening in the Marshlands at the moment."

"How long will it take us to arrive at the Second Defensive Line of the Marshlands from here?" Lux asked.

The guard pondered for a while before answering Lux's question. "Two to three days, give or take, if you travel without taking too many breaks."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. All of you are still too young to be on the battlefield. If things turn for the worse, don't hesitate to escape. You kids still have bright futures ahead of you."

After bidding farewell to the guards at the checkpoint, Lux and his Mercenary Group once again continued their journey, following the shortest route that his Elysium Compendium had picked for them.