Chapter 118: Thunderbolt Sect

But as the first rays of sunlight peeked through the window, Argon knew that they had to get up and continue their journey. He reluctantly untangled himself from Isadora's embrace and stood up.

He gently kissed Isadora's forehead and rose from the bed, getting dressed quickly. Isadora watched him with a small smile on her lips, and a little reluctant, knowing that their moment of bliss was over for now.

"My Lord, where are we headed?" she asked, sitting up in bed.

"We need to rent a flying beast," Argon replied. "Yesterday, I saw a place nearby where we can do that."

Isadora nodded, understanding the urgency in his voice. "Of course, my lord," she said, getting out of bed and getting dressed quickly.

As they made their way out of the inn, Argon explained their plan. "We need to get to the east as quickly as possible," he said. "Our best bet is to rent a flying beast to get there."