C1245 You Don't Have Anywhere to Put Your Charm!

On the Great Prairie south of the Strangesoul Glen, a team of several thousand people was marching towards the south.

For some reason, no one was riding a carriage or a horse. Instead, they were all walking on their feet. It was quite a strange sight.

In front of the team was a handsome young man in white. There were also a dozen or so young women with peerless looks and graceful bodies