Kaecilius's Grand Plan

The bright full moon still hung high overhead, its radiant white light spilling across the earth and illuminating the scene before them.

There were none of the towering buildings they had seen before, nor the dazzling city lights.

At this moment, the full moon in the sky seemed to have become the finest source of illumination.

There was a large, old-fashioned square.

Beside it stood temple after temple, along with wooden houses.

There were also quite a few people around them wearing dark red, close-fitting robes. The black belts around their waists made them look especially capable and well-disciplined.

Many of the sturdier figures had long staffs strapped to their backs.

Others held black batons in their hands, and every one of them looked like a trained fighter.

With Leo's appearance, quite a few people focused their gazes on him.

But many others, despite sensing Leo's sudden arrival, remained perfectly composed without making a fuss, as if this were an everyday occurrence.

Even so, the figure covered from head to toe in a faint Golden Shield still attracted most people's attention.

At the training grounds nearby, a small group had already focused all their attention on Leo.

The crowd parted, revealing the figure standing at the center.

His eyes were somewhat shadowed, and his hair was slicked back.

Yet he wore a dark yellow short-sleeved robe.

Standing in the middle of the crowd, he was clearly the leader of this small group.

His clothing made it obvious that his status was considerably higher than the others'.

After all, on such a large square, red robes were by far the most common, while yellow robes were extremely rare.

There were also a few people in blue robes, who kept an even lower profile and carried no weapons.

They were Sorcerers one