A horse-drawn carriage glided along the neatly arranged cobblestone road. The carriage was opulent and spacious, pulled by two mutated animal horses.
Although the streets seemed busy with pedestrians, no one dared to obstruct the carriage. The main reason was the crest adorning the carriage's body. Another reason was the procession of mounted mages guarding its flanks on both sides.
Inside the carriage, Moku sat with his legs crossed, gazing out the window with a relaxed chin. Despite his appearance of ease, he wasn't letting his guard down. This wasn't a measure he took to calm himself, but rather a message to someone in front of him that he was at ease.
Though the surrounding mages in the procession seemed to be safeguarding him, their true purpose was to watch over Moku. The reason is because right now the relationship between the arion and the elves was currently tense.
