It was the rainy season.
The sky was covered with dust and the rain was light. Other than the strong Abyss Walkers who didn’t need to care about the radiation rain, the other adventurers were curled up in the stronghold, they were wearing special protective clothing as they searched for prey in the rain.
The nobles were feasting their friends in the warm hall where the fireplace was burning. It was not suitable for them to go out during this season.
Dudian was sitting in front of the desk in the laboratory behind the palace. He was wearing a snow white fur coat. He was carefully reading the information in his hand. Maybe it was because he had been frowning for a long time. There were faint wrinkles on his eyebrows.
The rain was falling outside. Occasionally a lightning bolt would pass through the sky. He didn’t know when he put down the information in his hand. He sat in front of the desk in silence as usual. He looked like an ice-cold stone sculpture.
