The scorching sun hung in the sky like a blazing furnace, emitting intense heat.
On the arid road,
amid the rumble of wheels, a convoy of carriages rolled along the dried-up path, kicking up a cloud of dust behind them.
"Damn it, when will this hellish weather ever end?"
The scorching sun blazed overhead, and the mercenaries guarding the convoy were nearly drenched in sweat. Everywhere they looked, a withered yellow landscape stretched out before them, leaving them irritable and restless.
A burly bald man took a swig of water, wiped his sun-blackened head with his hand, and grumbled in discontent.
The group originally belonged to a relatively well-known mercenary corps from the Golden Eagle Duchy.
This time, they had accepted the employment of a merchant to escort the merchant's family south to the Blue Dragon Kingdom.
In recent days, with the severe drought in the south,
