The castle is old, built in the Dark Ages, situated in the central region, nestled among steep mountains.
Climbing rocky hills and weaving through steep mountain walls.
This journey is fraught with difficulty, the roads are treacherous, danger lurks everywhere.
Lynxes lurk in the shadows, waiting to pounce on their prey. Bandits are unrestrained, skilled in murder and robbery.
But all the hardships are not in vain.
Upon entering Silver Moon Ridge, one can see the towering castle standing on the ridge; it's as steep and abrupt as a cliff, with the blazing sun casting the cold, dark silhouette of the architecture.
"Lord Green, look, that's Silver Moon Castle!" said Laisa, who actually appeared more exhausted despite her words, her expression weary from consecutive days of travel.
Upon seeing the castle on the ridge, she was delighted, casting off her fatigue, her eyes shining brightly.
