A carriage pulled by three horses galloped its way to the centre of Holy City.
The carriage was neither extravagant nor did it look ordinary.
The Holy City was a place where all sorts of people from different walks of life were found.
Whether it was a high-standing aristocrat or a poor man everyone had to maintain a certain decorum.
No matter the situation, fights weren't allowed in this City.
At the centre of the City stood a huge church which had been standing for countless generations but even after so many years, time hadn't left a mark on it.
People didn't know whether it was due to maintenance or being a place resided by Goddess but this place looked as if it had been built recently.
Alex could feel the tranquillity in his heart as soon as he entered the periphery.
For a person with an unstable heart who wants a moment of peace, this place was the best.
As the carriage stopped, Athena and Alex walked down.