Alex traveled to the many cities of the island and finally arrived at the Great Flower City where the Healing Festival was taking place.
It was a massive city with a festive atmosphere all around, and lanterns and paper flags hung all around the place. People walked all around, wearing impressive clothes.
There were still 5 days until the festival was supposed to officially start, but it seemed people were already getting into the spirit.
Colorful clouds flew around from time to time and Alex could hear drums and zithers being played in the distance, probably in celebration of the festival.
They had reserved a place for themselves long ago and were heading there at the moment. Had they not done that early on, there was a very good possibility that they would not find a place to stay.
Silvermist could probably use his name to get a place for himself, somehow, but that was not something he liked doing.
They reached the courtyard and rested.
