The next day, everyone woke up and gathered in the living room.
Everyone was looking fresh and fit with no wrinkles on their clothes. They all wore a magical clothes would always looked good, clean, and neat. It was common for the wealthy and nobles to have one in this continent.
Even Tom had some. Although these clothes were only used for long-distance trip, and rarely used for formal occasion, because they would be considered lazy.
The easier it was to mess the clothes, the more fashionable one would seem.
"We should arrive within a few hours," Tom said to them.
Helid nodded. "I have checked my magical map. These carriages are so fast. Our carriage would need days to arrive to the capital city."
The other youngsters also nodded in admiration.
"Tom, is your dad planning to sell these carriages as well?"
"First of all, they are called trucks. As for selling them… I think my dad has plan for that."