"What do you think?" asked the blue-horned man as I looked away from the rune-covered rock.
I didn't reply. Instead, runes begin to materialise in front of me. Lines after lines of them until they stopped at the two hundred and seventeenth line.
"With this, you will be able to solve the formation," I finally spoke. It lit up a big smile on his face.
"Thank you, Prime Arys, and please accept this small gesture of my thanks," he said and handed me a small wooden box.
I smiled and took the box, sending it to my storage.
"It's my pleasure, Prime Hesen," I replied and walked out. He walked with me.
"I hope you will be attending the party in a few days," he said. "Of course, I wouldn't miss it," I replied.
"There are a lot of Primes coming and many of them want to meet you," he said.
He is Veruman Hesen; the vice-city lord.
