C415 The Hands Under the Moon

One month later, in the Eastern Region of St. Maestre Theocracy, on the road with some snow in the winter, a well-trained team was slowly moving forward in a wide carriage. The black-haired young man was using the rare smooth time of the carriage to flip through the books. Opposite him... The red-haired man was resting with his eyes closed.

Two men were sitting in the same carriage