Behind him, the man with triangular eyes followed closely, his movements natural and his expression calm. Everything seemed perfectly normal.
'This is bad... Captain, save me!'
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「Aleksey City State, Bascabiru Inn.」
The nearby fireplace held no flames. Instead, a small, entirely crimson tree stood within, its faintly flickering red light bathing the parlor in a warm glow, much like a real fire.
A sconce hung on each of the four walls, and the Dawn Candles burning within flickered with a dim, yellow light, dispelling the faint red tinge that seeped in from the window and doorway.
Two pots of lush Thousand-leaf Grass, one by the entrance and another at the foot of the stairs, were vibrant with greenery, their faint, grassy fragrance making the entire room feel much fresher.
Ericon Bascabiru sat on a sofa on the ground floor, engrossed in a thick book he held in his hands.
TAP TAP...
"Hmm?"
Hearing footsteps on the stairs behind him, Ericon Bascabiru glanced up.
