The small figure was mostly obscured by the blue flag fluttering in the wind, making the path ahead invisible. Only two pairs of small leather boots staggered forward, as if they could topple over at any moment.
Xia Nan stepped forward and took the flagpole from the small figure's hand, glancing at the blue banner embroidered with a simplified pattern of waves and casually asked:
"Where should it be hung?"
This was also one of the traditional customs of the Sea Rhythm Festival, where hanging this style and color of flag before setting off was meant to pray for a safe and smooth journey.
In this world where divine beings truly existed, especially for adventurers who often walked the fine line between life and death, even if they weren't particularly fond of festivals, they would superstitiously hang the flag for peace of mind.
