Rejected By My Mate
He hurriedly walked towards his transport across the road and drove towards me.
This time, his new transport is an automatic carriage (a carriage without a horse or any animals). It runs with the help of the magical stone.
He opened the passenger door, and I got inside. Wow, it looks cozy and modern. It's nothing like his old carriage. Well, this time they improvise their means of transportation because I also saw others using the new carriage, too.
Maybe it’s because of the abundance of magical stones scattered everywhere. I can already see the future of the magic realm—though it consists of good and bad, either way, it’s necessary for future improvement.