The sun had gradually sunk into mountains, and night fell in the Western Region.
The emissary delegation decided to camp in an open field not far away from the main road.
Soon after they pitched their tents in a circle, they lit up a bonfire in the center. Warriors took off their armors and sat around it. They stretched to relax themselves and waited until the water boiled on the fire to cook porridge.
Alicia carried a basin of warm water into a tent and said, "My Priestess, please wash your face."
"Thanks," Mira nodded to her with a smile and then dipped her towel in the water. "We'll arrive at Border Town tomorrow. Thank you for your hard work along the way."
"It's not a big deal, compared with fighting against demonic beasts. On this journey, you're the one impressing me the most. You're such a good rider. I used to think priests and priestesses weren't good at long journeys," Alicia said.
