Zich and his companions traveled in their usual manner. In the name of training, they completely gave up on a civilized lifestyle and did kind acts in the villages they occasionally visited. It was an arduous journey, but Hans and Snoc were fired up with passion.

‘They are so simple.’

Zich clicked his tongue while watching them. The reason for their excitement was because Zich had told them their destination. As they got closer to their destination, they climbed a mountain and began to walk on the main road. On the road, there were many people: pedestrians walking with loads while depending on their staffs, a slow-moving wagon filled to the brim with people, and a heavily decorated, shiny carriage that occupied the middle of the road. They walked the same route that all different types of people walked. And under the blue sky, enormous walls appeared into view. The walls faithfully protected the city, but for some reason, they appeared more welcoming and friendly compared to other city walls.

“Look! We’ve arrived, Nowem!” Snoc held Nowem above his head and showed Nowem the castle walls. Nowem answered back with a ‘Koo!’ and Hans’ eyes sparkled.

“That place is…”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

Zich’s eyes rested on the castle’s entrance....