520.Chapter 520

Soren and Lyra got off the plane at noon. When they stepped off the plane onto the familiar, slightly uneven cobblestone path, a small smile touched Lyra's lips.

They were now in the small town. In contrast to the modern, industrialized city buildings, the small town exuded a quaint charm with its predominantly wooden and stone structures.

Wooden bridges arched over murmuring streams, weaving past