Barry City was as bustling as ever.
In a great city like this, commoners were the one thing never in short supply. Having spent quite some time in the maze, Gauss felt as though he was constantly soaking up the "human flavor" as he walked the streets.
Dong! Dong! Dong!
The clock tower in the distant plaza struck three times. A flock of pigeons startled from the stone-carved spire atop the tower and fluttered into the air. The lingering chimes first spread through streets and alleyways, only to be swallowed in an instant by the voices rising from every direction.
Compared with Falim, the Provincial Capital, Barry was less orderly, yet it possessed a richer air of everyday life.
Adventurers could be seen everywhere, too.
That was one of the defining traits of a border city.
After leaving Luna and Ivan to settle the other members in, Gauss walked the streets with his own team.
As a person's strength and status changed, even when looking upon the same scenery, they would have entirely different feelings and experiences.
For instance, Gauss no longer felt the restraint and unease he had when first setting foot in this city. That all stemmed from the growth of his strength.
Back when he had been a level-two Magic User, even with decent Talent, he had been nothing more than an inconspicuous adventurer in the vast Forest Capital—like a drop of water falling into a lake, unable to stir much of a ripple.
Now, however, he was an openly acknowledged level-eight Spellcaster, with combat power that had reached the extraordinary tier. Even throughout Barry, he could be considered a figure of considerable weight.
For example, as he walked down the street now, he could feel many concealed gazes from the towers above settling upon him, only