Way back "home" 2

The trip back to Ultima Hope was fortunately easy and without any major misfortune befalling him, a pretty good sign that things would turn out alright for the day. 'Around twenty-four hours to finish a job.' Even if a good sixteen hours was traveling, and the rest was spent burying the ravine with snow and ice.

Kyrie exhaled. The Wyvern's head was too big to enter the city, so he called an envoy of the Hunters' Guild to see with their own eyes the head of the Wyvern in one of the Advanced Posts.

The head was a little battered because Soleater dragged it across the snow, but it was not in an unrecognizable state yet. "So you are the newcomer A-rank… is that the head of a wyvern?" The envoy had finally come, a man in his early thirties wearing heavy winter attire modified to deal with the extreme colds.