Three days—
Ronald had never imagined that their speed toward Orel would be boosted to this extent. In just three days, he could already see, from midair, the beastman city appearing ahead—their destination for this trip: Orel.
This city symbolized the beastman nation, and shared its name with the King of Giant Beasts.
Or rather, as the ruler of this country, and also of this world.
Orel had named it after himself.
"…"
While flying, Ronald lowered his head and glanced at the Saint's bequest in his hand.
After using all the Magic Power in the Gray River Grass Ring to enhance his flying speed, he was moving so fast that even he was a little shocked. This degree of enhancement—would absolutely have a sizable impact in battle as well.
As he was just mulling this over, when Ronald came back to himself, the scene before his eyes shifted again.
