The Journey to Ulzeimer

Richard rode through the cold night, his horse-drawn carriage rattling down the winding road. He was headed to the 3rd capital, Ulzeimer, from the 4th capital, Alteria, a journey that would take him through the treacherous Jungle of Longest. The only light came from two bike torches on the edge of the carriage, casting flickering shadows on the trees.

"Three more hours and I'll arrive in Ulzeimer," Richard said to himself, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. "Orter Raymond, Rayne Wilson, Rex Filver might also be there."

The horse nodded its head, as if in agreement. Richard smiled wryly, wondering if the horse was trying to tell him something.

Just as Richard was starting to relax, the horse suddenly stopped, its ears perked up. Richard's eyes snapped to the figure standing before him.

"What the...Orter!?" Richard exclaimed, his eyes widening in surprise. "You're here? How?"

Orter Raymond sneered, his eyes blazing with contempt. "Not a surprise that you're here. You're not even capable of being my friend. I'll kill you right here in front of your beloved horse."

Richard's eyes flashed with anger, but before he could react, Orter struck, slicing Richard's left hand with his sword. Richard's cry of pain echoed through the jungle.

As Richard regenerated his hand, Orter's eyes widened in surprise. "You monster, I'll skin you alive."

Richard's smile was cold. "In your dreams."

With that, he urged his horse forward, leaving Orter behind. As he arrived at the gate of Ulzeimer, a knight barred his way.

"Who are you?" the knight demanded.

Richard's grin was mischievous. "Your Father."

The knight's eyes narrowed. "Shut up and tell me where you came from."

Richard chuckled. "Straight from your nightmares."

The knight's expression turned skeptical, but he stepped aside, allowing Richard to pass.

As Richard entered the city, he marveled at the advanced technology and magical prowess on display. Ulzeimer was a far cry from the primitive Alteria, and Richard felt like a kid in a candy store.

Ryomen and Aredimona appeared, their eyes gleaming with malice. Richard's eyes locked onto Ryomen.

"You two? Impossible. Wait, wasn't Ragnar enough? You left Ragnar and joined Aredimona?"

Ryomen's smile was cruel. "Think whatever you want, but yes!"

With that, Ryomen and Aredimona launched a brutal attack on Richard. Dororo joined the fray, and Richard found himself overwhelmed.

Just when it seemed the beating would never end, Raiden Raymond intervened, hiding Richard and escaping the chaos.

As Ryomen, Aredimona, and Dororo departed, Raiden tended to Richard's wounds. "The injuries are serious! I have to take you to the hospital."

Richard's eyes fluttered open, and he gazed up at Raiden. "M...aybe... May... may... Be... maybeeee."

Raiden's expression turned worried. "The injuries are serious! I have to take you to the hospital."

An hour later, Richard awakened in a hospital bed. Raiden stood beside him, relief etched on his face.

"Where am I?" Richard asked, his voice weak.

Raiden smiled. "At the hospital."

Richard's eyes widened. "Ohh! Wait, there are hospitals in this place too?"

Raiden nodded. "Yeah!"

As Richard prepared to leave, Raiden stopped him. "But where?"

Richard shrugged. "I dunno. But take care of everything, especially Keinhard."

Raiden nodded. "As you want, Mr. Richard."

With that, Richard set off into the unknown, leaving Raiden and the hospital behind. As he traveled through Ulzeimer, he discovered the city's advanced technology and magical prowess.

Richard's thoughts turned to the 1st capital, wondering what wonders it held. Suddenly, an alert echoed through the city.

"Alert, Alert, Alert, Alert. The war is about to start."

Richard's eyes gleamed with anticipation. "Just as expected and planned."

And with that, Richard continued on his journey, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.