"Lord, there's a small island ahead..."
"If you still plan to return to that lake to retrieve Sir Ferguson's items, I suggest leaving the troops here.
"After such a long time, perhaps, the battle between the templar dragoons and the great demons has ended..."
Richard nodded.
If it were not for the time limit, he would have waited a day or two before going.
The risk now was too considerable. The great demons and the templar dragoons were not easy to be trifled...
Unfortunately, he only had six hours.
"Call Gray back. We'll leave the troop here."
As Richard spoke, his body flashed with light that increased the speed of the sand platform.
After Twilight City troops traveled less than a kilometer, they saw the small island Gunter had mentioned.
The fog around the small island, which had been much thinner on the river surface, was exceptionally dense.
It was the appropriate place to hide.
