บท 514: Demon Capital Part 1

The sound of hooves echoed through the quiet streets as the stagecoach rolled smoothly along, with Reign, Anna, and Elizabeth seated comfortably inside.

The reason the ride was so smooth was that the stagecoach was crafted for comfort, with its design flawless in every detail—from the reinforced wheels to the finely tuned suspension.

Each component worked together perfectly, ensuring that not a single bump or jolt disturbed their comfort as they traveled.

On the outside, the stagecoach looked both dark and grand.

Its body was made from polished black wood, gleaming in the light.

Gold designs curled along the edges, like twisting vines, adding a touch of elegance to the carriage.

At the front, two horses pulled the coach, their bodies bathed in glowing purple flames. The fire flickered with each step they took, leaving faint embers behind on the road.