One month and fifteen days later
"There it is," the man in the carriage pointed out.
Frank, who was seated at the back of the carriage, hurriedly stood up and moved to the open side of the carriage.
And in front of him stood a majestic-looking structure.
The walls were big and sturdy, and they were surrounded by luscious vegetation from all sides.
Unlike the south, which was more desert like, the west had very thick vegetation.
"The city of blades," Frank mumbled under his breath.
After so much traveling, they had finally made it to their destination.
During their journey, Frank had mostly kept to himself.
which led to him starving quite a few times.
The man in charge of the carriage was greedy. After nursing Frank back to health, he stopped giving him any sort of aid in terms of food.
He would simply give some to his daughter and the carriage rider, and that was all.
