Retracting his thoughts, his gaze once again fixed on the void.
Carefully sensing, he discovered that the spatial power dissipating in the air was gradually becoming denser, arousing some caution in his heart.
He inexplicably had a feeling that this exploration of the Broken Plane might not be that simple.
After calming down, he didn't look any further, waiting until the mystery of the 14th was revealed to know what's going on.
Getting up and leaving the City Hall, he saw many residents discussing the phantom on the horizon just outside the door.
When they saw him, they immediately clasped their chests excitedly and saluted.
Lear nodded slightly, saying nothing much, and had someone call Bain.
This Swamp Hero had just finished breakfast, his face flushed and spirit refreshed when he arrived.
"Good day, Your Majesty..."
After the salute, his slightly worried gaze turned to the horizon.
