The continuous days of wilderness journeying had exhausted the survivors of Golden Harbor.
The convoy of carriages trudged along the dusty dirt road, each step weighed down by a heavy numbness.
The nobles had long lost their initial grace; their luxurious robes were covered in dirt, and their exquisite hairstyles were in disarray, but a glimmer of hope began to light up their eyes.
Because, right at the end of the horizon, the outline of a human city loomed into view!
This was a medium-sized kingdom city known as "Orsay."
Unlike the coastal Golden Harbor, it thrived due to its strategic position connecting several trade routes.
The towering city walls gleamed gray-white in the sunlight, the gates wide open, with a faint view of the buildings and people passing beyond.
All these signified one fact — this place was safe!
"Look! It's Orsay City!" Baron Fabio was almost about to jump out of the carriage, his plump face filled with uncontrollable joy.
