CLXVII. Departure

The next day, at two in the afternoon.

A clear sky, cloudless, the ample sunlight shining on the scenic track, with wheat fields on both sides, the golden light shimmering brilliantly, bringing some warmth to this cold winter day.

The air in Aran was indeed sweet.

Sefer's daughter, Nancy.

She had a very strange dream, where she seemed to be walking on a tightrope, her body swaying constantly, almost falling off a skyscraper.

She suddenly woke up.

She was indeed jostling, but it turned out she was in a vehicle.

Mika had rented two vehicles, these large land-dragon-pulled carriages, each capable of carrying more than twenty people.

But considering the need to accommodate the injured, as well as providing a quieter environment for the three women, away from the harassment of low-quality pirates, they rented another vehicle.

Swan sat in one of the carriages, with over twenty pirates.