The place where Romon had carried out his mission was quite a distance from Kaan City. Riding Lightning, he flew for a long time before finally returning to Kaan City.
He did not ride Lightning directly into the city. For one thing, it would not have been appropriate; this was not his territory.
Even if he had wanted to enter the city on Lightning, there was no way he could have done so without anyone noticing. Kaan City was now heavily guarded—not only because the nearby Demon Calamity was severe, but because the future hopes of the entire kingdom—the Crown Prince and the princess—were both in Kaan City. No mistake could be tolerated.
If Romon entered the city on Lightning, he would provoke attacks from the magical authorities and perhaps even the Church.
Therefore, while he was still some distance from Kaan City's gates, he had Lightning descend and jumped down from its back.
"Who goes there?" When he reached the foot of the city walls, one of the guards called out to question him.
Since Romon had spent the past few days briefly learning the language of this region again, he could more or less understand it.
Romon showed his travel token. After inspecting it, they immediately allowed him into the city.
Walking through Kaan City and looking at the shops lining both sides of the street, Romon once again thought of his Tatshaw Territory and missed it more deeply than ever.
"Ah, no! That's been passed down through my family! Please, don't take it away!" A miserable cry rang out from a house whose front door stood open.
A group of people had gathered at the entrance, and more and more passersby were coming to watch. Seeing this, Romon could not help walking over as well.
"What a