Five or six hours later, the plane landed at the airport in Westport.
Westport has a strict registration system, and before Selena ca, she had already applied for a filming permit from Westport.
The Westport Tourism Bureau had also arranged a special site for them, and Selena had long asked Jonah Hawthorne to book a hotel online.
The group first headed to the hotel.
Upon arrival at the hotel, Selena first had an assistant director take so staff to get acquainted with the place, while she went alone to scout locations.
Selena walked out of the hotel.
The surrounding buildings had the distinctive features of Westport: vibrant colors, strange fox totems, and murals.
Here, the buildings were not as towering as those in Aethelgard, averaging only five or six stories high.
Looking into the distance, she vaguely saw snowy peaks and greenish grasslands.
People ca and went, all wearing peculiar clothing, so even adorned with many fox elents.
The totem worship in Westport was focused on the fox.
Fortunately, due to the developnt of tourism, people here could understand outsiders.
Selena found a local, compensated her, and asked her to take her to Glaciera.
The local cheerfully accepted the paynt and drove Selena away in her own loaded vehicle.
Selena sat in the back of the vehicle, accompanied by so local fruits.
There was no glass around her, and a cool breeze blew gently.
The surrounding buildings gradually faded into the background as the vehicle moved forward, and the snowy peaks and green grasslands slowly erged before her.
Half an hour later, the local person brought Selena to the destination.
Selena thanked her and then wandered off alone.
There were vague signs of herdsn and tourists traveling by themselves in the area.
The green grassland unfolded before her eyes, and her view beca extraordinarily wide.
On the boundless grassland, flocks of sheep were being herded by the shepherds, while so leisurely grazed on the grass.
In the distance, the mountains were clad in eternal ice and snow, appearing sacred and inviolable like the Divine.
A scene of harmony.
Even the air felt much fresher than in Aethelgard.
Selena took a deep breath and picked up her cara to take photos.
She walked and snapped pictures as she went.
The more she saw, the more intrigued she beca.
To the point where she didn’t notice, she gradually drifted away from the crowd...
When Selena snapped back to reality, she suddenly stopped.
It seed as if there was no one else around her.
Yet the snow-capped peak ahead was surprisingly captivating.
It felt like a fox languidly lying on the snowy peak, particularly vivid.
Selena’s curiosity was piqued, and she moved closer to take a look.
It turned out that at the entrance of the mountain peak.
Two people dressed in fiery red clothing stood guard with spears in hand.
Their wheat-colored skin and fierce, sharp eyes were remarkable, especially the distinct fox marks on their necks!
As Selena approached, they imdiately spotted her.
"This is a forbidden area, trespassers will be killed!"
They realized Selena was an outsider and assud she was another lost tourist.
Staring into their fierce eyes, Selena recalled the mysterious legends of Westport. Though curious, she was not foolish enough to cause offense.
"Sorry, you two. I seem to have gotten lost. Could you tell the way back?"
Selena asked with a clear gaze and a smile.
Perhaps it was Selena’s face or her words that softened the guards’ deanor, and they patiently showed her the way back.
Selena maintained her smile and thanked them as she laughed.
She then turned around and left.
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