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In the rugged northern part of the continent, there were tribes who specialized in gathering and mountaineering, their lack of technological development making such skills necessary. In stark contrast, the tribes of the southern region, with their vast grasslands, excelled in horsemanship.
Even among them, the Flying Bow Tribe, Karyl's target, stood out as masters of the craft.
Their expertise in horsemanship, coupled with their lives spent on the grasslands, bestowed upon them excellent vision and, consequently, unparalleled archery skills. It was said that a member of the Flying Bow Tribe could hit a target a hundred yards away without missing.
However, Karyl's interest in the Flying Bow Tribe wasn't merely because of their archery skills. It was the access they would provide to the Great Plains, the continent's only untouched land, a place that no one dared to claim.
"You seem to be from the empire. For you to come all the way here... yes, you must be out of your mind," a low voice remarked.
Yet, far more than the words, it was the sight of the tent in front of him that left him in awe. To call it a tent seemed almost inadequate, given its enormous size capable of housing hundreds.
"Wow... It's...
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