In the morning forest, a carriage moved forward slowly, with the sound of hooves tapping on the path, echoing crisply through the entire valley.
The carriage moved along gently, surrounded by lush green trees, with pine branches occasionally brushing past the window, filling the air with a refreshing fragrance.
The verdant forest, the morning sunlight, and the drifting mist intertwined beautifully.
A creek flowed gently between the valleys, with the occasional chirping of insects, awakening the sleeping forest and stream.
Herag had long finished his meditation, sitting in the carriage with a map in hand.
Reese was asleep, leaning against him.
David drove the carriage towards Nightfall City.
Five hours later, the silhouette of a city emerged on the horizon.
The three of them, under the guise of adventurers, entered Nightfall City.
Upon arriving in Nightfall City, Herag first sought out an inn.
