The carriage goes on every street.
"Look, Morgen."
Almark points to the end of the road.
Far down the street, a city as huge as the sumptuous appeared.
"It's Galentre."
"It's always big to see."
I wonder how many Norc cities there are for, and Morgen leaks a relaxing sentiment.
"We still have a long way to go until lunch, but you've already arrived"
Such is the word of Morgen, which your Lord looks back upon.
"Don't be silly, kid. You can't still get to so tiny. When Galentre spreads right in front of you and there's only Galentre left and right, we finally get to Galentre."
"Ha."
Morgen raises the loose voice between them.
"That's the capital of the kingdom of Galais."
"It's busy, but it's full of people. Be careful, boys."
Those who have a bad mouth, but people seem to be good, said so, and turned back.
Wang Du Galentr.
The formal town of Galentore is surrounded by walls and, to get inside, is subjected to rigorous inspection by guards, so long lines of snakes form every day at the castle gate.
Inside the walls alone is a city enormous enough, but it is a city of civilians that spreads beyond the walls and many more times the size of the walls that the riding carriages arrive in.
When I finally got close to Galentre, I could see that not only the carriages of the Almarks, but also the many ride-along carriages were rendezvous from the side roads here and running towards Galentre.
"All roads lead to Galentore."
Munch into the horse as your lord says.
"When I get there after these guys, I'll have to wait a lot at the waiting area. I'll fly from here!
He who begins to munch in horses as if they were to be racehorses. The scenery around them begins to flow like flights, and the carriage's body pounds violently.
"Oh, I started flying other carriages too!
Morgen, who was looking outside, says something extra.
"The rest of us think together! We got a customer. Hold on tight!
A perfectly eyed man cries out.
"Morgen, don't look out. Grab it! If you fall, you're gonna die!
Almark grabs Morgen's arm.
"Ugh, yeah!
They managed to keep their bodies in the car until they reached Galentore, praying that they would keep their bodies small.
Almarks' carriage, which managed to jump into the waiting area in second place, was able to complete the arrival process early.
"So-so this time."
and ask the satisfied man the station of the white horse car in the king's way.
"Boys, are we getting in the white horse car next? I don't know if I'm rich or poor."
With that said, he kindly tells me where to embark.
Fortunately, the landing strip seems to be more outside than the walls. I don't think I'll have to go through a cumbersome test.
The two walk out thanking you.
It's a couple of times for Morgen and a second gal entrance for Almark.
There are plenty of shops and dewstores lined up near the waiting area, aiming to loosen the strings of the travellers' purses that have just arrived in Wang Capital.
"Wow, that looks delicious." "Look at that. That looks delicious."
Morgen calls out "yummy" every time he finds a grocery store, looking at the store for a moment. Morgen's hands are occasionally buried with colorful food as the shopkeepers who hear it invite him with a loving face.
"Morgen, can you buy and eat that much?
Almark asks, slightly shuddered, but Morgen hits those foods with heartfelt happiness.
"Yum! Don't you have to eat Almark?
"I'm fine. Let's go to the white-horse car waiting area."
Morgen rushes after Almark as he walks out.