The sun was shining in the sky, and the whole green plain looked bright and beautiful.
Cool breezes occasionally blew from the east, balancing out the warm air.
Inside a wooden carriage pulled by a horse, there were four figures.
One of them, a young man covered in blood and badly injured, was lying down.
Beside him sat a handsome young man and a beautiful girl who looked to be in her early twenties.
They both seemed focused on the wounded man's condition.
Worry filled the eyes of the handsome young man; he truly looked troubled and anxious about the wounded man's state.
Anyone seeing them would think the two men were real brothers.
Even the young girl, who looked pure and innocent like a saint, believed they must be siblings.
"Sir, please don't worry. Your brother will be fine; he's just injured. Once we reach the temple, the priests will definitely be able to heal him." The young girl spoke while her light brown hair swayed gently in the wind.
