It has been exactly a month since them.
A carriage approached the frozen roads on Wasteland Valley.
"Young master, we are here" Said an old man in front of the carriage.
Two young men walked out of the carriage.
One was a young man with blond hair.
And the other one was a young man with black hair.
The young man with black hair was carrying a person on his back.
"From now on, I am not longer young master" Said the young man with blond hair.
"Thanks for everything, young master Noah"
The carriage turned back leaving the two young men there.
"As I promise, exactly a month" Said Noah.
"Thanks"
"We are on the same boat after all" Said Noah with a sigh.
Alfonso turned to the person in his back.
"We are home" He murmured.
Alfonso and Noah walked towards the entrance of Wasteland Valley.
Alfonso noticed that Wasteland Valley had changed a lot since he left.
