Chapter 55: Journey To Yorg

Turai and Gareth had finally arrived at the outskirts of the Hazorh Empire, their Wanderers' Identity cards granting them passage through the border with ease.

The guards at the gates had barely glanced at them before waving them through, recognizing the symbol of the Wanderers Order. Turai couldn't help but feel a surge of pride. It was the first time he'd crossed into a new kingdom as a registered Wanderer, and the ease with which they entered made him realize just how much his status had changed.

But this border town, despite its size and bustle, wasn't where Gareth wanted to stay. After three days of relentless racing, both mentor and student were thoroughly exhausted. The sun was beginning to set, casting long shadows across the streets, and Gareth, as much as he liked pushing their limits, was ready to rest.

"We could stay here tonight," Gareth muttered, his eyes scanning the streets filled with vendors and travelers. "But I've got a better idea."