On the gravel-strewn wasteland, a convoy of several vehicles was slowly making its way forward. Not far from the caravan, a figure darted up and down, skillfully dispatching any monsters attempting to approach
Inside the most luxurious carriage in the middle of the convoy, Master Bard and Heber were engrossed in a discussion about their plans upon reaching Nocturne City.
"I know a few alchemists in Nocturne City," Master Bard remarked with a hint of pride. "They can assist me in acquiring a prime location for a shop. Once there, I can reestablish myself as a highly respected master alchemist."
Master Bard said with a smile, sharing his plans with Heber.
However, the expression on Heber's face was not as cheerful.
He had just calculated the resources he had left and suddenly realized they were insufficient to support his plans in Nocturne City.
Heber let out a sigh.
