Lucifer and Gwen didn't scrimp, and thankfully, the church hired a mercenary group and merchant caravan for the trip north.
Although it was thanks to Irina that they knew these details and could book one of the fanciest noble carriages.
Thankfully, with the help of Bernard, who knew the person dealing with them, for a bit of extra gold, they could ride on this carriage with soundproofing air conditioning and avoid the sight of the church and Hero.
"So next is the parties, Beast-Warrior?" Gwen asked as she took a bite from the red apple in her hand, sitting on the carriage's double bed completely naked as her legs dribbled with his seed.
"Mmmm, he's supposed to meet her in the slave merchants display on this journey, then he will talk about justice this or that and somehow manages to save her when the slaver dies in a goblin attack."
"Doesn't the church or merchants guild hold him responsible?"