It took the party about a day to reach the nearest town on the cart. Its distance from the homestead was approximately 45 kilometers to the west and the cart had been moving at about 2 km/h, which was as fast as Shanks had been willing to go on these rough roads.
Darius didn't mind as it had allowed him to prepare some things for his foray into the town. Yesterday, he had fixed 3 tomes for Foldo, which had cost him 6 CP in total.
The remaining 4 CP he had spent on making another Scroll of Awakening which he had gifted to Portia as a parting gift. He could have given her one from his stash of 8, but he had plans for those.
The young lass had acted as if it had been some sort of dowry and had bawled her eyes out, making things quite awkward for Darius who nearly started to regret his action.
Still, as an old soul, he couldn't help but appreciate her will to prioritize his safety subconsciously, which was why he felt she had earned it.
