Chapitre 117: Leaving Aldoria

Ayame clicks her tongue and gives a gentle flick of the reins, setting the mules into motion. The carriage lurches forward smoothly. The enchanted wheels seem to have the ability to absorb the unevenness of the cobbled streets as we leave the merchant coalition behind. As the city gradually fades into the distance, a sense of freedom washes over me. I can't wait to see more of this wonderful new world.

Leaving the gates of Aldoria was an easier task than it should have been, admittedly. The guards ignored us completely, maybe save for a few tired and uninterested glances. I drew up tons of different answers to all their possible questions in advance but no actual conversation took place.