The West of the Western Region

Lightning took out the "adventure supplies" that she carried with and checked it again.

Flint, tinder, bandages, dagger, map, and a bag of dry food, stuffed with beef floss.

"What about yours?" She looked to Maggie. "Check it again too."

"Coo!"

Maggie put her hand into the bag. The cloth bag was usually hidden in her fluffy hair. It was difficult to see how many things it could fit in, and both the clothes and the bag would disappear into the thin air after she transformed into a bird. It did not seem to affect Maggie much as compared to Lightning's flying ability being restricted by the weight. And, the best proof was that she pulled out more things than Lightning.

There were piles of food piling in front of Lightning, such as dried meat, meat floss, chicken drumstick, fish slices and eggs, etc.

"Oh God," she said, "we're going on an adventure, not a barbecue. You should at least bring a weapon."

"Coo, coo!" Maggie touched her beak.