A few days later, Roland packed his belongings, arranged matters for everyone in the tower and their rotating duty shifts, then set off for Nevis City to begin his temporary appointment.
"I never thought I'd return to this city in this capacity."
The first to voice her feelings upon stepping out of the Teleportation Array was Trina, the Green Dragon.
Around Roland, Aier, the Fox-Eared Girl, the Dog-Eared Girl, and the other servants busied themselves, dragging bags of luggage off the array platform and moving them aside immediately.
They had no time to reminisce. Regulations required them to clear everything off the platform as quickly as possible.
The sight drew astonished looks from those nearby.
Roland wore the everyday robes typical of a middle-tier mage, with his hands in his pockets and neither a Mage Staff nor any other Battle Mage equipment on him. With a group of pretty maids bustling around him, a tall female elf and two small catgirls standing nearby, anyone could tell he was either rich or influential.
Seeing people pointing at him from a distance, Roland suddenly felt that this scene was strangely familiar.
What was it called again?
A celebrity outing?
Still, an entourage was not the kind of spectacle he wanted. He had simply brought his household servants along because he was moving.
Before long, Aier summoned the moving company's prebooked wagons. Once all the luggage had been loaded, the whole procession headed for their newly rented home.
Roland did not go with them. Instead, he took Trina to the Atrelin Mage Tower near the array first, intending to visit his teacher, who was on duty there.
Magical radiance flowed across the enormous Mage Tower's surface. In the sunlight, it looked as though it had been carved from white jade.
This was the