The journey from the Pendragon Duchy to Leus was relatively calm and uneventful. The South was in the midst of recovering and rebuilding from the long war, but the mainland had experienced peace in recent years. With the exception of the North, territorial disputes and trouble had been rare in the mainland. Naturally, this did not mean that there were absolutely no troubles at all. Territorial disputes were still present in some areas of the empire.

However, after the imperial castle personally dispatched Ian, who would be the next crown prince, the other lords became frightened and behaved themselves. After all, no one wanted to have royalty knocking on their doors. It would be foolish to rustle the imperial family’s feathers during such troubling times and get in their bad books.

Eventually, the mainland was forcibly thrust into an unprecedented period of peace thanks to the events of the South. The trade between the South was booming exponentially through York Town and Leus, resulting in significantly improved economies of all the territories.

The lords of the territories became more generous with increased production and money, which meant that the lives of the residents were more stable and better compared to before. Therefore, Raven’s group had been able to travel peacefully for the past five days after leaving the duchy.

“What are you thinking about?”

Raven asked. Eltuan had been deeply...