Autumn.
The season of all things' harvest.
The farmland surrounding Xiaozhai Village was bathed in a touch of golden hue.
With time's passing, even the deepest sorrow gradually dissipated.
The farmers, seeing the signs of this abundant harvest, couldn't help but have a hint of joy on their faces.
On top of a small hill, a figure appeared suddenly — a tall, slender man.
Dressed in a tight-fit uniform with a badge hanging around his waist, he was a 'Wind Agent' from the city's Demon Bureau, specially assigned to patrol the wilderness.
Looking at Xiaozhai Village at this moment, he was rather puzzled: "The magic artifact has been taken away, so why are all the villagers unharmed?"
He had thought that the village would break apart in a few days, but unexpectedly, they had managed to hold on until the autumn harvest!
"I should report to the Inspector as soon as possible."
After some thought, he returned to Qingyang City, to a specific courtyard.
