The Moving city halted in the border of Sasya and Barg cities. This land was fostered to be the merchants' house.
Bo was prepared entirely. Looking at Maria, Ben and Fai, he emphasized, "keep your eyes on her and contact us if you needed."
"Don't worry!" Ben answered.
Bo nodded and crept out of the house. Keeping Annabelle close to him was the best way instead of letting her chase him in every corner.
He walked to Zarahin.
"When will the stairs appear to visitors?"
Bo asked.
"From tomorrow night! Now, I would prefer to have a look inside this Inn!" The paper was still in his hand. The poor man could not digest that his Moving city had lost its safety. Bo could give him the right because no one had the chance to see this island with regular vision until it appeared to eyes.
