When Harrison Brown calmed down, he felt amused by his own sensitivity, as if he was an extremely frightened bird.
The night watcher who pretended to be an adventurer approached Harrison a little and said to him in a low voice, "Just an accident. Keep going to the museum."
"All right. Someone has to fix this bridge." Brown nodded, walking with the adventurer in the same pace but keeping a short distance from him.
On the other end of the bridge, there was the city’s Art District. Brown could already see a couple of fancy buildings over the other side.
"I’ll report to the Church, in case someone damaged the bridge on purpose." The night watcher’s eyes looked to the right, but said to Brown on his left side, "We can never be too careful."
Although the night watcher did not detect any magic wave, he was still very cautious.
