Chapter 43: Painting?

A four-wheeler rattled down the rough roads laden with bumps and stones. Mana filled the air as the wheels churned over every obstacle in their path with a pace faster than a horse and a comfort better than a carriage.

The giant vehicle sped under the swaying trees as a lady rested her hand against the windows of the backseat.

"The automobile sure is convenient, right ma'am?"

Slow.

It was painfully slow to be called an automobile.

"Ah, my bad. The Inventor Hero's creation is much faster than this… Were there a lot of automobiles in your old world, ma'am?"

Sighing, the lady sitting in the backseat shifted her gaze further out the window.

The icy wind stung her cheeks as she clenched her fists.

Much further than the covering of trees, the lady's gaze fell on the swaying sea of gold. Her eyes widened as she stared at the expanse, and with the next turn of her vehicle, the trees disappeared and the fields of gold spread all over like an ocean.