Three days later.
Rion, Zaelyane, and Yuura walked through the streets of the Ironclaw city and headed to the next city.
Civilians and carriages went past them.
"Did you find anything useful in these past three days?" Zaelyane asked with a flat expression as if the answer didn't matter.
Rion shook his head and mumbled, "Nothing, it appears even though the civil war has been going on for three decades, it hasn't reached the bordering lands, which is a good thing."
"Wouldn't it be better if we went straight to the capital?" Yuura suggested with a thoughtful expression.
Rion nodded and said, "It would be better, but we won't have enough information about the Kingdom's current state."
"Can't we just ask someone there...?" Yuura asked with a puzzled expression.
"We can," he nodded. "But it would be much easier if we saw things by ourselves."
Soon, the chatter of the civilians and the noise of the carriages around them disappeared as they left the city behind them.
