After staying in the estate for a few days, Garen hadn’t received any news.
But now, it was finally time to go on a quest.
Everyone in the Secret Service’s Crimson Team, under Old Man’s arrangements, had gathered at a fixed place, that was the large clock tower, the tallest building just behind the Kingdom.
This was the stone wall of a cliff, with some green forests on top, and a small lake.
"Alright, let’s go down." Old Man nodded, and led the way to the outskirts of the jungle.
The others followed suit.
Garen followed at the very back of the team, not too fast or too slow, carefully scoping his surroundings.
All the trees in the forest were rather short, and a glance over them showed they were sparse as well, sunlight falling onto the green blanket of plants, shining with a jade green glow.
The six of them entered the little forest one by one, and walked straight to the edge of the cliff.
