On a sunny day, Hudson led a team of over two hundred, boarding the Giant Dragon Brand Transport Machine as they boldly set out on their expedition.
It was clear that this move was to take advantage of the Orcs' lack of top Strongmen. At the flight height of the transport machine, it was totally invisible to the naked eye below.
Furthermore, hidden by a Magic Barrier, even Sanctuary Powerhouses could potentially be deceived if not paying attention.
"Marshal, are we on the wrong course? This isn't the same location marked on the map."
Robert asked, puzzled.
As a Mage and an Arcanist, he had always had a strong sense of direction. Robert was certain that the direction of the Giant Dragon's flight was not the target.
"It's not wrong; this is the right direction. Maxim is a frequent visitor to the prairies and knows the distribution of the Orc Major Clans like the back of his hand, how could there be a mistake!
Rest assured, we'll arrive at our destination in a few more hours."
