Laine and Teresa walked shoulder to shoulder on the streets of Mijordenhaven, with Banda following uncertainly behind them. Compared to Kaltenhaven before, this port town was much more prosperous. The roads in the town were already made of artificial gravel, with a significant decrease in low, long houses and more two-story buildings and pointed small houses appearing in Laine's view.
The residents looked healthier, and many wore long robes and soft hats, even leather jackets, in addition to burlap clothes. Smoke rose from the bakery by the roadside, and the scent wafting out tempted Laine, who had been outside all day.
Teresa leaned on her Magic Staff, her eyes sparkling: "Can you tell me what happened? Don't tell me you defeated the Doomsday Bull in one move."
"It's not that easy!" Laine took out a massive bull head; the head of the Doomsday Bull was enormous, and even Banda, who had been following them, was gaping: "Nearly died for real."
