Charl Department Store headquarters... That's twenty-two kilometers away, right?
The coachman of the steam carriage, suddenly energized by such a big business deal, tossed away his cigarette, raised his whip, and lightly flicked the horse's back.
"Giddy up!"
"Whinny~"
Accompanied by the synchronized whinnying of the two short-legged horses, fine smoke emerged from the small boiler at the back of the carriage, rising along the chimney attached to the carriage wall, while the water tank hidden in the chassis gurgled.
Next, with the sound of the engine's rhythmic pounding and the clicking of rotating axles, the entire carriage's bottom was lifted by the airflow off the ground. By the time the clatter of hooves echoed on the street, the noisy steam carriage had already shot out seven or eight meters.
"Hey, customer! There are a lot of people over at Charl Department Store!"
