The biting chill of the Galen Town winds whipped through the street, kicking up small clouds of loose dirt, but it did little to dampen the silver-haired woman's unnatural enthusiasm.
"Later~!" Zephyra greeted with her voice a bright melodic sound that completely contrasted the dreary atmosphere of the town.
She waved her hand enthusiastically, her glowing purple eyes tracking the wooden carriage parked just outside the modest inn.
Up on the driver's bench, Neo was currently adjusting his grip on the thick leather reins.
The young Protagonist apparently had ample experience at this which suited Klaus just fine.
Klaus stood a few paces away with his hands buried deep in his pockets.
He looked over at the reinforced carriage with his dark eyes narrowing slightly.
He still hadn't forgiven the crimson-haired noblewoman sitting inside, and honestly, running the calculations in his head, he wasn't sure he ever would.
