The weather was gray as if there were signs of snow.
A group of people walked to Blackmoon Town; they were led by Christine, Morgan, and Jack. They were dressed in impressive clothes, followed by a group of guards and other manor owners.
"Christine, why do you think the master of Blackmoon Castle would summon us for a meeting?"
Morgan turned to look at Christine as he walked, and he saw the gorgeous golden armor she wore. His eyes were full of envy.
"What else can we do about it? A week ago, Blackmoon Castle was in a battle with the Mage Guild from Monte Town, and most parts of the town were destroyed. He must have called us to ask for money to help rebuild it," Christine said.
"We have to pay him again. They had asked for things from us last time; when would they give us benefits?"
Morgan was a little dissatisfied.
