Departure

The group arrived at Sandstone City, the capital city of the Whitestone Empire, at noon on the 7th day of their trip.

With a clear indication of hesitation, Zennie told Eman that it was fine to drop them off after entering the city gate. But Eman insisted on bringing them to their destination.

"B-but…"

Zennie was both happy and reluctant. She could not bother him any longer. It was already so kind of him to let them ride his carriage. Not only that, he saved their lives.

"Well, isn't it fine? It saves us the effort. Since we are already indebted anyway, a little more won't be a big difference I guess," Rossbert said, while at the same time, secretly sending a wink to Eman. 

He was glad at Rossbert's follow-up, but it seemed like he misunderstood his motive. A bead of sweat trailed at the back of Eman's head. Though he had no plan to clear up the misunderstanding. He even disregarded the constant blushing of Zennie while talking to her.