In the spirit of not wasting resources, a modest attitude.
Although he had been insinuated to leave Entrode, Ronald still relied on the badge in his hand, visiting the library of the ruling court to read every day, returning to the inn punctually at night.
The opportunity to thoroughly read these precious books.
For Ronald, it was truly an opportunity not to be missed.
Thus, on the fourth night of such a regular routine. When Ronald returned to the inn and sat across from Costate enjoying dinner in the living room, a gentle knock sounded at the guest room door.
Knock knock knock—
"Mr. Ronald, are you there?"
"…"
The moment this inquiry was spoken, a magic fluctuation flickered around the guest room.
Ronald clearly sensed one thing—the Entrode agents who usually guarded the room above them had fallen to the ground with a thud.
"Sedir? Come in."
Ronald put down his utensils, and Sedir just happened to walk in from outside the door.
