The bustling streets of Andelheim were filled with the vibrant energy of the city, but Valeria's thoughts were fixed on the inn as they made their way toward it. Lucavion, walking beside her with his usual carefree stride, seemed more curious than ever, and Valeria couldn't help but wonder what he was expecting.
Soon, the familiar sight of the inn came into view—the same place where the tense confrontation between the Cloud Heavens Sect and the Silver Flame Sect had unfolded. The sign bearing the inn's name swung gently in the breeze as they approached, and Valeria could already feel the lingering tension of the previous night.
As they neared the entrance, Lucavion's eyes gleamed with interest, his usual smirk widening. "So, this is the place, huh? Doesn't look like the scene of a grand battle."
Valeria rolled her eyes. "It wasn't a grand battle. Just a lot of tension and one ruined meal."
