Dorothy trotted out of Nolan’s teleportation hall.
When she came to Nolan’s street, she could not help but cough a few times.
Nolan’s air was too different from that of Osenberg. She was already used to the smell of raw crystal particles in the air of Osenberg, so it was inevitable that she would be a little unaccustomed to it after coming to Nolan.
After Dorothy calmed her breathing, she looked around the streets.
It was not her first time coming to Nolan. Dorothy’s father had brought her here once when she was young.
At that time, the impression that Nolan left on Dorothy was that it was a city full of spellcasters.
The various mage robes on the streets were almost standard equipment. No matter where she went, she could see shops selling magic staffs and alchemy materials.
Dorothy, who was not very interested in magic, could only use the words ‘rigid’and ‘monotonous’to describe Nolan, but now..
“Is that a promotional painting for ‘avatar’?”
