The sky was a clear azure blue and white clouds drifted leisurely, resembling the white sails on a vast sea.
The sunlight was just right, the temperature neither cold nor hot, making it the most comfortable time in spring. However, the atmosphere in the Roon Kingdom was the complete opposite, stiflingly somber.
Although the citizens mostly did not know exactly what had happened, the subtle tension had spread quietly to every part of the kingdom from a recent explosion and the expressions of nobles, as well as from the occasional sight of Wizards flying across the sky, enveloping everyone's hearts like a thin veil.
"As time passes, everything will return to normal."
Midair, Colin silently observed the streets, less bustling than usual.
"I don't know how long we'll need to patrol," Welber sighed, caressing the Demon Release Ring in his hand.
