The carriages headed towards the manor at the top of the mountain, traveling along the Black Swan Lake.
The sky was slightly cloudy and gloomy during the afternoon and it seemed like it was going to rain soon.
Garen placed his left hand by the window and stared out at the familiar white manor in silence. He could see the faint white buildings around the manor.
A transparent force field which resembled an egg shell covered the whole manor. The security seemed to be very strict as groups of soldiers could be seen patrolling at all times.
"This is my home…" Garen muttered. This world’s home, he said inside his heart.
"It’s a beautiful place." Angel, who was sitting opposite of him, complimented, as Lala poured her a cup of coffee. "Are we going to stay here from now on?"
