After Snake rescued Short Touch Wand, he had been recuperating at a manor in Leit Port.
The most serious of his injuries was minor damage to his internal organs around the abdomen. It would take nearly a month of bed rest before he could barely recover.
What troubled Short Touch Wand most was that his weakened body could not endure spatial magic teleportation, so he had no choice but to recuperate in this city for a full month.
Fortunately, Heimina seemed to be something of a young lady in this city as well, and Short Touch Wand had the honor of staying in a noble estate.
"Is this how nobles live?"
Short Touch Wand sat on a bed large enough for at least four people, gazing at the blue sky beyond the window. All kinds of snacks were placed beside the bed, within easy reach.
Although Snake's healer had warned Short Touch Wand not to eat too many sweets, he did not spare the snacks. He sat by the bed and stuffed every edible thing he could find into his mouth.
He could never have afforded these treats in Nolan. Now that he could eat them for free, he would eat as much as he could. It was not as if those noble lords cared.
Halfway through eating, Short Touch Wand noticed black smoke rising into the blue sky outside.
Black smoke? What was on fire?
Short Touch Wand swallowed the cake in his mouth, then clutched his abdomen and forced himself over to the window. Then... he saw a horrifying sight.
"Foreign Races, get off our land!"
The shout pierced Short Touch Wand's eardrums. Leaning against the windowsill, he discovered that blazing flames had somehow already engulfed the garden below.
A crowd of civilians carrying strange banners high above