The sky was beginning to illuminate in a shade of reddish-orange with the rising sun. The birds were awake and lively. As is urging all living beings to wake up with the light of dawn, they sang melodiously in their sweet voice. A cold breeze blew between some intervals creating a fresh atmosphere.
On a road between trees that were so brown that they could be mistaken for bronze, two carriages were heading toward the city of Broncos. The carriages were luxurious and had an insignia of a red lotus on a sword which identified them as the Zarx Family of The Ascar Empire. The carriages were surrounded by experts who were in a state of vigilance.
In one of the carriages, there was a red-haired boy who was currently sleeping soundly. The carriage was so specious that one could easily sleep c
