“Out of the way, people, out of the way! Important package coming through!” The coachman shouts loudly as they pass through a relatively crowded street, towards the Central Security Office. The main roads in Ella allow horse riders and carriages to pass through in the middle, while the people walk on the two sides, leaving room for these transportations. There are quite a few other carriages on the road right now, but the coachman rides with incredible speed, deftly passing through one coach after the other. He’s high on adrenaline after understanding his customers are VIPs and is riding like a total daredevil. He might be detained for a few days after this, but he doesn’t care anymore. Normally, it should take them another hour to arrive at the Office, but thanks to the coachman, it

