Yellowy rushed out at an incredible speed in an instant. My body suddenly leaned forward and I grabbed the reins as tightly as I could. The inside of the wagon was chaotic. Joseph was rubbing his elbow like he hit it somewhere and Drain was fortunately unharmed. They held the handle inside the wagon.

“W-What is going on? Elder!”

“B-Buroder, wat-da- Aaaack!”

The wagon rattled again. Yellowy in front of me ran like a mad cow. A cow might be a gentle animal but it was a scary one when it got angry. Just then, I spotted a wagon that was carrying apples. I was also right in front of our path.

“Umomooo! (Going through!)”

“T-This is crazy...!”

Yellowy struck the wagon in front of us and pushed it away. The wagon was pushed back with a loud sound. From behind, I could hear the angry voice of the wagon owner.

“Cough...”

We sped through the streets of Fortren. Many users and NPCs noticed us and the people split apart into two like the Red Sea. Suddenly, my eyes widened. I could see a familiar face in the distance.

“This guy...?”

It was Aidan. Why was this unlucky guy he...