The two Pygpala horses moved quickly through the busy streets. The speed is really improved. Namara wanted to get to the destination as soon as possible.
Even so the journey to the Daphles valley still takes a long time. They spent three days and three nights until they finally arrived at the town of Misorie.
The town of Misorie was a small town that used to be frequented by someone who wanted to go to the Daplesh valley. However, because the Daphles valley was a dangerous place, there weren't many people willing to visit there.
It is still noon at this time. Some people are busy with their own activities. When they saw the white Pygpala horse being ridden by a stranger, they immediately frowned.
"Are they ready?" whispered a man who was currently piling stones to make a place to live.
"Why are you asking me? Of course I don't know."
"Don't be like that. I'm just afraid they're foreigners who want to go to the Daphles valley."