It felt a little strange watching them all from the sidelines.
Deep down, there was a sense of longing, and Rael knew for sure it definitely didn't belong to him, but to Aurelius.
This simp can't calm down even after dying. It's a little sad.
But even so, Rael didn't concern himself with this guy's emotions. After all, he had his own agenda he had to deal with.
And for starters, after giving Anastasia and the others one quick glance, he decided to take a stroll around the city.
He jumped on top of a rooftop and then carefully made his way from one rooftop to another, trying to find something that could indicate what the true purpose of this dream was.
But so far, there was nothing.
The fishies were normal, while some were a little anxious. The guards were on edge, and the walls were fully manned for an attack so whatever happened a bit ago wouldn't repeat itself.
Really... he couldn't find a thing.
