It had already been a thousand days since I tricked my father with doppelganger magic and ran away. After using long-distance teleportation, I rode for a long time in a wagon, so I thought I would not have to worry about my father's pursuit.

"Tristan, how long until we reach the Republic?"

Tristan took out a map. "According to the map, we've already crossed the Republican border. Since we’re following the Olympus Forest boundary instead of stopping by the front-line city of Duzen Flow, which borders the Demon’s Territory, and we are following the so we should be around… here?"…

Tristan pointed to a spotspot was quite a distance from the border quite a distance away from the border. If our wagon used regular horses, we would still be in the Demon’s Territory, let alone anywhere near the border, but the two horses pulling the wagon were the ‘Wheat Crepe’ breed; alchemic lifeforms I created. Each one could produce one-thousand five-hundred horsepower, so two of them could pull a train. Of course, if they ran with all their might on unpaved trails like the one we were on, the wagon would be overturned, so they had to run moderately.

"Then let's camp here today."

Just in time, we crossed a field that would make for a good camping spot, and it seemed like night would fall before we arrived...