For the first time since his arrival in this world, Ethan felt he could travel with peace of mind.
With his own strength and the steady presence of knights around him, the weight of fear lifted from his heart. He sat back in the carriage and allowed himself to enjoy the scenery that stretched endlessly across the horizon.
The world outside was nothing short of a masterpiece.
Rolling hills painted in shades of green, wildflowers swaying in the wind, and rivers glimmering under the sun created a picture that no artist from his old world could ever hope to capture. The air was clean, crisp, and alive with the songs of unseen birds. There was no trace of smoke, no scars of pollution, no marks of endless human interference.
"The world without any form of pollution and human absence is marvellous," Ethan whispered, his eyes shining.
