Early morning.
Warm sunlight streamed through the gap in the window, falling on Roger's face as he opened his eyes to the chirping of birds outside.
The scent of hibiscus mixed with wisteria petals flowed into his nostrils; even within the wooden cabin, Roger could feel the thriving vitality around him.
"This is indeed a nice place to unwind."
Roger sprang out of bed, full of energy, got dressed, and stepped out of the door.
Today, the celebration would officially begin, the main events lasting three days. The first day was filled with cumbersome rituals and praise, and by evening, as a Guardian, Roger would face challenges from the young members of other Secret Blood Families.
After that, it would be Goway's promotion ceremony, followed by two days of festivities.
To avoid trouble, Roger didn't carry any weapons with him, and the clothes he wore were a standard set of Demon Hunter attire.
He had hidden his cloak away.
