Two days passed and it was time for William to leave the fortress city. Perhaps due to Joash's influence, the barkeeper treated him like a VIP guest, and no one dared to cause trouble for him during his stay.
Half an hour later, three carriages left the Northern Gate of the Fortress. Two of them belonged to William, while the last one belonged to Vesta.
The green-haired lady's carriage was simple looking, but it was at least twice the size of William's carriage. Also, the one pulling it was so high profile that the Half-Elf couldn't help but scratch his head.
In the end, he said nothing, because there was no use in saying anything. Even the Elves who were riding on the cage behind the carriage couldn't help but raise their eyebrows at the majestic beast that was calmly walking side by side with the horses that pulled their carriage.
