The happy Wyverns showed extreme elation to the Weed who had returned!
They had thought with his homecoming, so would the abuse and smacking, but this was really a good thing.
‘The owner has become a human now.’
‘I knew that he was not a rude master.’
The affinity of the Wyverns seemed to have risen dramatically.
Wah-sam turned around and extruded his back.
“Master, if you want to ride, ride on my back. Is there a place where you want to go?”
“There is so let’s finish it here.”
Weed immediately got on Wah-sam’s back.
“The goal is southward. It is now time for a trip!”
Whenever the Wyvern flapped his wings, Weed climbed higher and higher into the sky.
Daylight was fading away far behind the sky, and they flew in the night sky among the scattering stars.
Kureungreung-kwagwagwang! Kwangkwang!
They flew into an area where a bunch of clouds suddenly amassed, pouring rain and thunderbolts struck.
In the cold rain, Weed and the Wyverns’ bodies were soaked.
The frustratingly rain continued to pour; falling onto some brightly lit nameless villages and castle.
The lush weeds’ bodies tilted to the will of the wind, while the rain was stirring on the surface of the river.
The risen river flooded to and fro at a place where fishermen congregated.
Members of hunting parties, as well as individual Adventurers could be seen running through the prairies.
Hanttam. Hanttam.
Weed was sewing while seated on the back of the Wyvern.
He was creating new armor for the Wyverns by recycling the torn Wolf Leather they were using.
He was hard at work without a care in the romanticism of the splendor of Mother Nature!
Only Weed could understand his sentiment.
‘No need to be hasty, working hard step by step and the number will accumulate making this a joyous trip! The real enjoyment, not like those fake happy glued-on eyes on those dolls for 10 years old. The excitement is similar to the thumping in my chest at this high elevation. In this way, when I work hard, I’m really unaware of the time.'
The endowed innate temperament which was perfected through accumulated experiences; now he was taking pleasure in the steps of laborious tasks!
“Is that the Mubain Castle?”
Weed shot up on the Wyvern’s back.
On the ground, a castle with pointy spires and huge walls could be seen.
The castle that was currently occupied by the Lord Crescendo of the Black Serpent Guild!
It wasn’t the capital of a kingdom but many users have gathered in the huge metropolis. The number of users was unparalleled even to those of the Rosenheim Kingdom Seraborg; Mubain was something comparable to that of the Somren Liberty City.
“Master, is that place the destination?”
Wah-sam asked while flapping his wings strenuously.
Weed shook his head.
“Nah. We only have a little more to go till we get there.”
“Alright, Master.”
Wah-sam continued on.
They passed by Mubain, along with several other towns and castles. But Weed did not tell them to descend to those locations.