The climate changed as the days passed. It was a sign that they were getting increasingly closer to the main continent. The journey was more cumbersome because there was a lot that needed to be transported back, after all.
Yet, eventually, they finally reached their destination; the port town of Farund that they had set out from.
Even from a great distance away, Rui could experience the familiar feel of the Kandrian Empire. The site of modern civilization, alone, felt relieving and refreshing. While living on Vilun Island was an experience unlike any other, it was not familiar nor comforting.
It had been only days since he had been relieved from his duties, yet Rui felt quite relaxed and comfortable. While the freedom that he got in his G'ak'arkan Tribe mission was great, the responsibilities; were not so much.
Now, he was back to being just another Martial Squire.
And that felt natural.
('I can't wait to see everyone back in the Orphanage now,') Rui's smile grew more eager.
