The distance from the Forrest county to Lorentia, the Lester Kingdom’s capital, could be covered by a fast steed in around a week.

However, if one was accompanied by three knights and twenty soldiers as Milton was, the travel speed was bound to be slower.

Arriving at Lorentia after ten days, the person who was most eager was one of Milton’s ever-faithful knights, Rick.

“Wow… so this is Lorentia. To think I would visit the capital in my lifetime.”

Rick strongly romanticized the grandeur of the capital. Although he was a knight, he was born in – and spent his entire life in – the Forrest lordship, and thus only learned about the capital through rumors.

The buildings were big, the streets clean and decorated with glittering gold, and the people refined – men who were brimming with confidence, and ladies who were all beauties without fail…

The rumors surrounding the capital were all hot air along these lines.

Having heard such rumors all his life, Rick was likely feeling a wide plethora of emotions now that he was finally here.

“Huh? What’s that? There’s a spring that’s spraying water… can I drink from that?”

Rick would have gone around drinking from public fountains if he were left all alone. Milton...