After several more days of outdoor hardships.

Everyone in the team looked gaunt and their clothes were in tatters. The once high-and-mighty nobles were now left only with exhaustion and numbness.

Their faces were covered with dust and fatigue, but a faint light flickered in their eyes.

Because at the end of the horizon, the outline of the kingdom's capital—Elorcia City, stood majestically like a mirage!

The long and cruel journey was finally nearing its end.

The towering city walls, like an unending mountain range, were built with hard giant stones, reflecting a solid sheen under the sunlight.

On top of the walls, dense guards stood like statues, with an arrow tower rising every hundred meters.

The faintly visible Rune Arrays flowed over the city walls, emitting a weak halo.

Sharp-topped churches and tall castles loomed in the depths of the city, and one could even see some residential areas sending up smoke, with occasional bursts of magic light.

"Look! It's the Royal Capital! We've made it!" Count Reinhart pointed his trembling finger towards the massive city outline in the distance, his voice hoarse yet filled with post-survival ecstasy.

He wept like a child, tears welling up at the corners of his eyes.

Baron Fabio and General Brandon also excitedly poked their heads out from the carriage.

Seeing the somewhat unfamiliar Royal Capital, their eyes instantly filled with hope and relaxation, as if all the fatigue was washed away at that moment.

"We... we finally survived!" Baron Fabio muttered incoherently, his chubby face filled with excitement and joy.

All the surviving nobles in the team exploded with uncontrollable cheers, and the weary guards joined in with deafening roars, raising their weapons to celebrate this hard-earned endpoint.

The horses seemed to feel this joy too, their steps becoming lighter.

"Lord Jack! Thank you so much for escorting us all the way!" Baron Fabio excitedly rushed out of the carriage, tightly grasping Jeming's hand, trembling all over, "If it weren't for you, I would have perished long ago on the road…"

Count Reinhart also walked forward shakily, taking a heavy gold-trimmed box filled with glittering gems and gold coins from an attendant, respectfully handing it to Jeming:

"My lord! This is a small token of our appreciation! Please, you must accept it!"

At the same time, he solemnly promised again, "Once we reach the Royal Capital, our families will do everything we can to secure the highest royal commendation for you!"

Jeming accepted the box, glanced at it, and nodded with a smile, but his eyes carried a hint of mockery.

These nobles seemed to be thanking him, but in reality, as soon as they reached a safe place, they started their subtle probing again.

Should one say, this is indeed how nobles act?

Their ability to change sides was practically absurd.

As the team awaited the Royal Capital gate guards' inspection, Jeming observed the city's defense systems.

The city gates were tall and heavy, with a deep moat in front, and the drawbridge slowly descending.

On the city walls, dense guards and defensive weapons like catapults and giant crossbows were all fully equipped.

Patrol teams passed by every now and then, with complex arrays engraved on the city walls, emitting faint energy fluctuations.

With so many nobles present, the inspection went very quickly, and the team soon moved forward, slowly entering the city.

What first caught the eye was the broad, flat cobblestone streets, lined with shops on either side, bustling with pedestrians.

Neatly arranged checkpoints lined both sides of the street, with City Guards in silver armor, sharp-eyed and spirited, a far cry from the disordered soldiers of Golden Harbor.

The children played and frolicked by the street, and vendors enthusiastically hawked freshly baked pastries and colorful silks.

In the distance, the spires of the majestic castles pierced the sky, with the bells of the various Divine Halls ringing in succession, solemn and grand.

Here, is the true cultural heartland of the Elorcia Plane.

Once the nobles' carriage entered the city gates, it immediately attracted the attention of the residents on the street.

Despite their tattered clothes and mud-covered carriages, from the luxurious material and the arrogance that tiredness couldn't hide, people could still recognize their identity.

Some sharp-eyed residents recognized the crest of Count Reinhart and other prominent families engraved on the carriage, immediately erupting into whispers and exclamations.

"My God! It's Count Reinhart! They… they actually made it back alive!"

"Wasn't Golden Harbor overrun? How did they escape?"

"Judging by their disheveled appearance, they must have suffered quite a bit…"

Inside the carriage, Count Reinhart, through the curtains, saw the prosperity of the Royal Capital and felt that long-lost sense of security, releasing the exhaustion and fear suppressed for days.

Soon, he awoke from the joy of survival, his gaze turning sharp once more.

"Hurry! Send someone to the Royal Palace! To the various Divine Halls! Report Lord Jack's heroic deeds 'completely'!" Count Reinhart poked his head out and commanded the servant following beside the carriage.

Having followed the Count for decades, the servant immediately understood the intention behind his master's words and nodded respectfully, "Yes, Master!"

After arriving in the Royal Capital, the team drove directly into the noble district.

The streets here were wider, flanked by luxurious residences of various styles, each showcasing the owner's status and wealth.

When the carriage stopped in front of Count Reinhart's family mansion, the mansion's grand gates were already wide open.

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