"We've arrived, hahaha! We're finally here!" As the towering giant wall finally appeared before everyone's eyes, the man clad in a white robe joyously cheered.0

Luca, walking on the third-ring elevated highway, finally relaxed a bit, his face showing a hint of relief.0

They had been on this journey for a full 2 days.0

Except for the initial encounter with a guy named Blake, they encountered at least 3 waves of attackers along the way.2

Of course, the subsequent waves were just small fries. Their weapons were shabby, and their morale was low. After a couple of shots, they quickly dispersed and fled.0

As for the man clad in the white robe walking alongside them, he was rescued by them from the hands of the last wave of marauders.0

His name was Hal, hailing from the Sunset Province. According to him, he was a prince of the Lion Tribe, the heir to the oasis, and a believer in the Spirit of the Sand Sea.2

When asked why, as a prince and heir, he had traveled from far away to the south of Clearspring City only to be captured by a group of thugs wielding crudely-made weapons, he replied with embarrassment, "... We have many princes in our kingdom. We must do something to prove our courage and qualities to govern the kingdom."2

A curious young diplomat...0