The orange-red morning sun had already peeked through the distant mountains, half revealing its true form.
The Witch Town, bustling all night, finally welcomed the daylight.
The chaos had somewhat subsided, but the disappearance of chaos was not necessarily a good thing. It also meant that the Princess Castle's guards had completely taken control of the town.
At this time, every street had guards at intervals, and the solemn atmosphere enveloped the entire Princess Town with a haze.
The streets were almost devoid of pedestrians, and the shopkeepers were all anxious and uneasy.
All they knew was that there had been a shocking change at the Princess Castle, but no one knew what specifically had happened. From the current level of lockdown, it was clearly no trivial matter.
