This night was somewhat noisy for most residents of Hailan City.
The sound of the City Defense Army cavalry's hooves never ceased, and air raid alarms howled from early in the night until the latter half.
It was almost as if Eternal Dawn had launched an attack.
In the taverns late at night, there were three times more patrons than usual.
Every time the air raid alarms blasted, every time the Floating City roared past, these revelers who loved a commotion couldn't help but squeeze up to the windows to look out.
After all, the Northern Land hadn't been this lively in many years.
"Do you think all this commotion could have something to do with that Gittiler from the day? Like it's from Makala?" someone speculated.
"You're thinking too much, that Necromancer has already been restrained. This is about something else, I know the inside story!"
A noble holding a glass of wine spoke animatedly, then purposely left his story hanging.
"Give him a 'Spring Thunder'."
