The night has engulfed Solan City. The lights still shone brightly and bustled.
Ordinary residents seemed not to care about the future development of this world.
That wasn't something they should be concerned about. The high and mighty noble lord was more worried than them.
Compared to the intangible things, the more important thing for them was where they would earn tomorrow's rations.
Violet Manor.
Vale sent Richard's order in a letter. Richard returned to the hall with a heavy heart.
At this moment, Richard stood before the vast floor-to-ceiling window. He could see through the glass that dark clouds covered most of the sky and revealed only the faint moon.
His deep eyes flashed with an incomprehensible light.
"Has the order been sent out?"
His tone carried a hint of coldness that was not usually present.
Vale's pitch-black eyes stared at the imposing figure under the illumination of the magic lamp.
