"Now that I think about it, I haven't been to Chaos City for three years. I wonder if Alex is doing well with his little daughter." Outside Chaos City, there was a line of carriages slowly approaching. A young man looked up at the large plaque above the city gates with a concerned look on his face.
Under the moonlight, his face was a very ordinary one. If it weren't for the scar at the corner of his eyes, his would be a set of completely unremarkable and forgettable features.
"That bastard is way too stubborn; he didn't accept a single copper coin from me. How is he going to live in Chaos City without any money? I'll go visit him tomorrow after I finish running my errands. It's been three years already, so surely those people have given up…" The young man was speaking absentmindedly to himself as the horse-drawn carriage progressed into the city.
However, elsewhere further away, there was a knight clad in black who was also slowly approaching Chaos City…
