The convoy was rather well equipped and trained, Theo was surprised to see it as well. From his experience, he knew the royal convoys were slow and sluggish, not efficient on the journey.

    No one can blame them as well, the reason mostly they were slow was that they had to take utmost precautions while doing every single thing as it was for the royalties.

    Here it was different and the uneasy feeling he had about being with the convoy loosen up. As he wasn’t treated just as royally as he was back at his home, it made him a bit more comfortable.

    It was a little difficult for Theo to complete his whole meal which was served before him because it was the first time he was going to have a complete meal and not only soup from the day he got injured and was being under observation for treatment in the Cathedral.

    He was not able to taste everything that was on his plate as his taste buds had become bitter due to the consumption of medicinal herbs. He consumed the broth and got up from his place, leaving the meal as it was. Seeing this Catherine went near him and stared at him with her wide-opened eyes and hands folded by her waist.

    "You will have to finish this."

    She rather ordered Theo in her low voice, keeping her eyes fixed on him. He put down his head and tried to escape, ignoring her statement. But she dragged him back with her slender hand and made him sit down on the place where he was sitting earlier. She sat next to him and forced him to finish his meal.

    Once or twice he even tried to escape from her gaze but failed. An hour passed and somehow Theo managed to complete his meal. He took a sigh of relief. For instance, he felt that it was a tough task assigned to him and he was able to succeed in it. He got up from his place and stroked his hair keeping his plate aside.

    After lunch, he took the herbs and medicine that were told to take by the nurses at the cathedral. At first, he hesitated and didn’t want to take the medic but after Sylph pinched him hard on his cheeks he opened his mouth giving Catherine the chance to feed him the medicines.

    “Urgh, it tastes so sour!” He complained.

    “Ahh, Don’t be a kid! You won’t get any better another way!

    You can’t walk with the pain can you?” Catherine pulled his ears again

    “Aw Aww, I got it! Lemme go!” A sharp sting and his face were in chaos, feeling she let him go.

    “Damn,

    The medicines feel less sour compared to this!” He rubbed his ears.

    Hearing this Others in the convoy let out a laugh.

    “Can you believe him!” Catherine also joined the laughter and took a look at him, she was surprised to see a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

    “Ahh! See you look better this way boy!” Just before she could say anything Milot jumped on his back and commented, making her pout in anger, ‘That was my line, you idiot!’ Her expressions were clear as the sky in broad daylight.

    Theo, embarrassed and shrugged him off, “I, I think we should get going or it’ll be late!”

    “Don’t worry, even if we rush things when they are supposed to happen, there’s no way you can achieve something just by starting early!” Milot stood in a proud posture.

    “Philosophy?” Catherine narrowed her eyes on him, “Ahem!

    What I mean is, we are not the ones in charge to track the way but those Wizards are and they know what they are doing!

    Just wait till they tell us it’s clear to move.” He pointed to the bunch of wizards who were casting a spell together, inaudible to them at the distance.

    The region of the forest was like a maze, a living maze! There was no way to break through the maze but to walk accordingly. Only the right path leads to the end of the maze that is where she lived!

    If they got lost they’d be back to where they started and the whole pattern of the maze will reset making everyone start anew.

    A maze is a path or collection of paths, typically from an entrance to a goal. The word is used to refer both to branching tour puzzles through which the solver must find a route, and to simpler non-branching patterns that lead unambiguously through a convoluted layout to a goal.

    Maze solving is the act of finding a route through the maze from the start to finish. Some maze solving methods are designed to be used inside the maze by a traveller with no prior knowledge of the maze, whereas others are designed to be used by a person or computer program that can see the whole maze at once. Mazes containing no loops are known as "standard"

    Mazes have been built with walls and rooms, with hedges, turf, corn stalks, straw bales, books, paving stones of contrasting colours or designs, and brick or in fields of crops such as corn or, indeed, maize. Maize mazes can be very large; they are usually only kept for one growing season, so they can be different every year.

    “How do you know so much about this place?” Surprised Catherine couldn’t help but ask Milot as he explained how the place worked.

    “Well, When I was a kid me and my mother would come here to meet her, she was kind of afraid to let dad get near her.

    A weirdo female witch who had a thing for him, how’d she let him go by himself? So instead she took the responsibility of seeking answers from her. And I just tagged along.

    We used to take days at first, mother clearly wasn’t a good navigator!” He smiled as he continued.

    “It took us a while to understand how it works, all through trial and error!

    These wizards, unlike my mother, are really good at navigating so we won’t need to do trials!”

    “That’s understandable!” Catherine nodded,

    They looked at Theo who was looking in the distance aloof! “Do you hate mazes or something by chance?” Milot asked at which Catherine hit him with her knee, “Shhh!”

    “I was wondering how was she able to make it happen?

    In ruins, the mazes were physical and mechanical, not so magical!

    The walls look like they are walking!

    To make it move and change lives, she must be some great wizard!” He stood in awe

    Hearing him not only Milot but everyone there was flabbergasted.

    “You can see the maze?” Milot ran to him, turned him around and shook him violently before asking,

    Theo with a dizzy voice replied with a yes.

    “Hya!” One of the wizards lost the grip of her staff as she heard him agreeing.

    They all ran to him and surrounded him, throwing Milot out of the way, “How can that be! No mortal being can see those magic walls!

    Where is it? Let us confirm if you can!” One of them pulled out a suspicious-looking glass and started looking through it!

    “The…there!” Almost choking he pointed towards one of the walls and she turned her glass around to see what he was pointing at.

    To her surprise, there really were magic traces! Although she couldn’t see the wall itself, the traces of magic used to move it were clearly visible in the glass!

    Looking at it everyone was dumbstruck.

    “That’s,

    That’s crazy! You never fail to surprise!” Catherine replied, looking at him in awe.

    It surely wasn’t so normal when someone said they can see the matter infested in Mana. Mortals had limits and in this case their vision. The things they could see and sense had limits and unless you break through the physical limitation, there’s no way there could be an exception.

    “Is it not normal?” Theo asked in a worried tone.

    “Not entirely but let’s not worry about it, shall we!

    Now with your vision and the skills of wizards, it’ll be an easy job!

    Let’s go!” Catherine with her comment made the air a little loose and pushed him and others to their journey.