Inside Galos City, Garlos County, Clyster Province, Velin looked over the city's architectural styles as people came and went. Every so often, he bought handicrafts and wooden toys, intending to take them back as gifts.
Dream Smoke Town had been destroyed, shattering his hopes of learning about his aunt's past. As for bringing her back any meaningful mementos, that was even more impossible.
"My lord, if that mage can't offer a gift you like, will you really go looking for Lord Clyster?" Kyle asked curiously, tossing two Silver Coins to a vendor.
After putting the wooden mage figurine into his Spatial Ring, Velin turned to Kyle and replied with a smile, "I only said that because I was angry at the time. As long as this mage's gift is acceptable, we'll let this matter go."
Walking behind them, Lester heard this and glanced at Velin's back, unable to stop himself from smiling and shaking his head.
When he had first heard those words, he had thought this fellow had changed.
Now, it seemed he had overthought it.
Being this fellow's subordinate would be miserable.
As for being his family, Lester still wasn't sure.
But if one became his friend, as long as they did not deceive him, they would find that Velin was a very kind person.
"We've wandered around long enough. It's time to go wait at Gross Tavern, so they don't fail to find us."
With that, Velin gave up on continuing his shopping and headed north.
In this kingdom where the winds of magic prevailed, and where magical power was above average in density, there were countless magic tools driven by magical power.
As night fell, the Magic Lamps along the roads were lit.
Looking at this city that never slept, Velin suddenly felt like visiting the