Pahell stooped low and tapped the side of Kylios lightly with his heels. Kylios ran along the canyon with an aggressive breath.0

“There has to be a bridge to help us cross over to the other side. Sir Phillion said so,” Pahell muttered.2

The border of the Porcana Kingdom was connected by canyons and rivers, which made it nearly impossible to enter the kingdom without crossing a bridge. This made defense their specialty. Thanks to their location, Porcana was able to remain largely autonomous without too much of the Imperial influence despite being a part of the Empire.1

“Look, there’s another broken bridge,” Urich opened his eyes wide and looked at the canyon. He could see the silhouette of a white-ish bridge, but it seemed like it was broken in the middle due to a long time of abandonment.0

“It’s a bridge that isn’t maintained by the defense. There has to be a bridge that’s intact somewhere,” Pahell said as he gripped the reins.0

The border of the Porcana Kingdom was dotted with illegally built bridges. Some were built by hunters and lumberjacks who had to cross the border frequently to make their living, as well as smugglers. Even when the border patrols took down those bridges, the people persistently rebuilt them and crossed the border.0

‘I can’t believe that a royalty like me has to look for an illegal bridge.’0

Pahell gritted his teeth from the humiliation. He wasn’t very fond of the situation that was making him sneak out of his own kingdom like a rat.0

“Hey, Pahell, my thighs and ass are getting really sore. Are they supposed to be like that?” Urich was beginning to feel the soreness in his lower body...0