Outsiders.
The word is suited for me, Nash, and the other people who had been transferred here. I remember Nancy explaining this in her lesson, saying we're the foreign people and this world is an example of the country that we're currently living in.
"Welcome to the Forgel Kingdom, outsiders!"
Hearing the same scream again, I can't help but formed a sudden thought.
'If that guy continued to shout like that, there might be a time where his throat would bleed. I should be there when it happens. Hehe...'
The carriage continued to move as it is. On the way, the citizens were not so different so is the houses. Everything is peaceful.
Buildings were made of wood with chimneys at the top. Some had a farm on the side of their houses.
It was then a child was walking into our carriage, bringing a red flower in her hand as she looked at me.
Her father and mother on her back, sighed as they smiled dryly towards my direction.