Centaurs, minotaurs, driads, they passed by a village after a village, but this time even though just like in the arachnes village, some of the villagers were raising their hands in a greeting towards the ashen undead knight, she didn't realize turned the gesture to them, too focused on the road.
"..."
Zombie furrowed his brows in silence.
Cranberry was carefully observing the surroundings that they were passing through with great speed as if she wanted to take in all the different views...
Even though the only different part about the surroundings were different species of monsters that were intelligent but not enough to become a part of the main intelligent races of the world settling it.
The areas themselves were just like any other villages built on the deforested ground, alongside the peaceful but very shallow river that couldn't even power a mill.
"...hmm..."