Three hours later, despite the overwhelming speed of the mana train, the long journey finally came to an end.
The moment it stopped at the northern terminal closest to the Adventurer's Guild, Bruce stood up, stepped off, and paid the fare of twenty gold coins without hesitation. He did not linger or waste time. He walked straight out of the station and into the open wind.
He had never been to this part of the kingdom before, but finding the guild was not difficult.
A massive direction board could be seen, guiding travelers to important landmarks. The Adventurer's Guild Main Base was not subtle in the slightest. An arrow pointed boldly toward its location, as if daring newcomers to miss it.
'Four kilometers away,' Bruce estimated.
Time was important. Without hesitation, he lowered his stance and launched himself forward, vanishing in a blur.
