After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 1928

Chapter 1928: The Half-orc Group’s Progress

Hundreds of kilometers East of Alterra, there was a certain small group of half-orcs and dwarves traversing the terrain. This group had been traveling across the forests and varying terrains this whole time, rarely making a formal stopover in a human territory.

The world was so large that even if there were thousands of territories in the region, the forests, mountains, and other things in between were far more vast.

Because of their, er, group composition, it wasn’t easy for them to enter a territory without garnering unwanted attention, so they simply didn’t enter a territory.

All of them were capable of surviving in the wild, anyway, especially with strong half orcs. If they couldn’t handle the threat, they’d run, though the dwarves and the babies would be carried by the other two half-orcs.

In their case, they could only travel on foot, resting a bit when they found a suitable campsite. They weren’t entirely sure where the settlements were exactly, but their pace was steady.

Each leg of the trip was massive, and it was inevitable for them to take a while. Even when Freya was carrying the four dwarves (now making themselves at home on her shoulders) because they were too slow, it’d still take a while.

Even if they did succumb and had to take a formal stopover, they could only go to a village at most.

This was because attracting attention in Towns, with their party composition, was too dangerous, especially since they had Post Offices and a stronger population. It was a recipe to be hunted by strongmen, and they might not be able to go against them.

During the past week or so of travelling, they had only come across two villages where they bought bread from the restaurant, as well as consumables, weapons, and equipment from the shops.

Of course, the consumables like healing potions had to be bought from other people since villages did not have pharmacies. They might not find it in every village.

It was always Sephra and Nana who went in because their size wasn’t too abnormal. They covered their characteristic features with robes and gloves. Other than that, the group stayed in the wild.

This was already days ago, and they needed to replenish their healing potions already. They’d have to find a village again soon, ideally one connected to a town—not too near but also not too far from one—so the consumables were likelier to be sold.

Another challenge was that they were not sure where their destination was exactly. While the teenage dwarves received a map from the Alterrans they encountered before, because it was too far away, all they had were arrows and a rough direction on where to go.

Whenever the terrain wasn’t friendly, like a particularly steep mountain range, then they had no choice but to make detours, extending their travel time even more. They’d just have to find their way to the right direction again.

At some point, it was time to rest again after a long travel time. They could only hope they were really getting nearer to the place.

They thought this camping session would be as usual. Find a nice place to rest and eat, and then continue their trip. It was just that this time seemed a bit different.

Freya had the strongest physicality among them. She raised her claws, and her companions stopped talking. The talkative dwarves had to have their mouths covered, though.

(She always wanted to do that. Imagine traveling for weeks and three out of four dwarves kept chattering in her ears??!)

"Hush," Freya said, and narrowed her eyes in a direction. "I could hear some noise in this direction. It’s a crowd of humans," she said. However, it was a bit far away, and they were upwind, so she had no more indication of it.

She slowly headed in a direction, and the others curiously followed. One of the dwarves who followed closely (and lacked the sense of personal space) ended up bumping on her ankles when she suddenly stopped like this.

"Ow!"

"Hey!"

"Don’t stop so suddenly."

"Hush," Freya said again, happily shoving her large paws on their faces to shut the nearest one up.

They had been looking for villages that could buy consumables from towns, after all. As for going to a town in disguise, they really would rather not try.

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