So he engaged himself to the right path.
He walked for a long long time, alone.
Nights and days were passing through, but strangely he didn't felt pain, hunger, and wasn't even a bit tired.
The walk was through forests, swamps, fields. The climate was temperate.
Suddenly, after climbing to the top of a hill, he saw a huge castle, medieval style, with high towers at each corners. A big construction was in the center of the castle, maybe the local lord's housing.
Calculating the range between the top of the hill and the castle, he believed there was about one mile (1609 meters
)
Down the hill, between him and the castle, he could see many wild horses shapes. But no a human indeed.
There was lots of flags on the castle's towers. He couldn't recognize any of them.
He sat on the top of the hill to think. 'Sometimes was wrong, he thought. Even if I'm not the new Maoh it wouldn't change anything. I can't hear nor see someone like Gwendal (
). So where am I now?'
This was sunset now. The top of the hill was fulfilled with green grass and small white beautiful flowers. He laid on that and decided to have some rest. It doesn't seemed anything could harm him there this night...