Inside the carriage heading back to Hamel.

－Rattle, rattle.

Having given up my spot for the injured to use the teleportation device, I passed the time in the carriage, chewing on dried meat.

－Chew... chew...

“When are we going to get there?”

One thing was clear: we wouldn’t arrive today. The distance from the northern region to Hamel was considerable. At the earliest, we’d arrive tomorrow. At worst, it could take up to three days.

“Haaa…”

I wasn’t feeling sleepy.

I considered taking a nap to pass the time, but sleep didn’t come easily. So, instead, I decided to go …