The streets of the capital were extremely quiet as the steps of Vincent and his party resounded along the almost empty streets.
Before, it was bustling and vibrant, so the difference was jarring for Vincent, who was new to the city.
"It's really quiet." He couldn't help but mention as the two girls clung to his side while the taciturn Delphine followed behind them, no longer her flirtatious self but calmer as she walked a few metres away.
"Ah, that's because of the curfew in place~" Milla added, her lips pouting as she watched the guards eyeing them.
Thankfully she wore her armour and insignia of Lazarus; otherwise, they would have been stopped by now.
"Eh, but what about inns and bars?"
"Oh, that's in a district that nobody cares about. The curfew is for the places where decent people live and work, not the trash."
