Since they met, Roland hadn't detected anything suspicious about Mason, nor could he find any motive for him to lie.
'So if what Mason said is true…'
"Is the only way to leave this Land of Mist by land?"
Roland sank into thought.
'Escaping by sea would inevitably draw a tide of attacks from the Fishmen.'
The thought of the Shahua Fishmen's endless numbers gave him a headache.
He'd had a hard enough time breaking through their swarm tactics on land, let alone on the open sea.
Although he possessed the [Wave Treading] Trait, allowing him to move and fight freely on the water's surface, maintaining that state during combat would rapidly drain his Spiritual Power.
'And trying to escape just by relying on this Trait…'
'[Wave Treading] is powerful, to be sure, but only relative to ordinary land creatures.'
'When it came to speed on the water, he would likely fall short against these Demons born and raised in the Deep Sea.'
