Adam was currently riding Ennea and leisurely sipping wine, sitting in a lackadaisical manner atop her white, furry back. Meanwhile, Lisa was sitting behind Edward and riding Aquila.
It couldn't be helped. After all, it wasn't like the youth could ride Valerian. If anything, it was usually the other way around. Just like right now. The little guy was actually sitting on Ennea's head and smugly waving at the crowd.
Also, it helped that Ennea quite liked Adam, or else she wouldn't have allowed him to sit on her back. As for Valerian, she considered him to be her childhood friend. For as long as she could remember, she, Valerian, and Aquila had always been together.
As the group slowly approached the gate, Adam suddenly heard someone calling him from the crowd. This meek voice was easily drowned by the loud clamor, but Adam was able to easily locate it.
He turned his head and saw a pair of kids—a boy and a girl—waving at him from the side of the street.
It seems like only yesterday Adam was fighting the wolf pack on his way to the academy. We've come a long way, my dear readers. Thank you for all your support. I'm grateful for each and every one of you.