Blue Shell Street, Siwo Inn.
The setting sun was slowly sinking into the distant sea.
Rich orange hues slanted across the threshold of the Siwo Inn's grey and gold European-style door.
At that moment, a middle-aged man in a white shirt and brown vest slowly stepped out.
He glanced indifferently towards the shadows not far to the left.
There, an ordinary-looking young man was observing the wizards coming and going from the Siwo Inn.
Upon seeing the middle-aged man emerge, the young man's face displayed an evident look of confusion.
He looked down and carefully flipped through a small, brown-covered notebook he pulled from his person.
Disguised as the middle-aged man, Colin subtly withdrew his gaze.
"It seems that this must be the Haiya Gang's lookout."
Realizing that the Haiya Gang might come knocking because of those two gang wizards he had dealt with,
he obviously wouldn't continue to foolishly stay at the current Siwo Inn.
