The next day Michael woke up before everyone at the tavern. When he reached the downstairs where the bar was located, he saw the adventurers were still snoring. Some were lying on the ground while some were using the long oak tables as their bed.
"Young Master Ghost" the tavern owner stopped sweeping the place and greeted Michael with a wide grin. The joy of yesterday's business lightened the tavern owner's face.
"We'll server breakfast in an hour, Young Master"
"Nah, I have to be somewhere else. We'll meet again" Micahel saluted with two fingers with a smile before leaving the tavern. He had to get all the things to build a drone and let it survey the city. If it wasn't for Aria's brothers' situation, he could have spent some time in Flamefair before leaving to Iceflair to attend the auction except now he had to do everything in a rush.
