Daru glanced at the dark blue skies, his heart calming at the serene sight.
This wasn't his first time entering the realm at night.
However, this was the first time his battle-focused eyes laid upon the pale-silver moon from the middle of a city.
Being in Agaron allowed Daru to relax in a way he hadn't experienced before.
It was as though, aside from the fact that the roaming, Level 50 City Guards would ensure his safety, there was a mysterious something in the air that whispered: "Relax, nothing will be able to harm you here..." over and over again, making it impossible for him not to.
He couldn't help but remember a few articles he read about people deciding to live their lives in the Myriad Sword Realm.
Very rarely would these people return to Neo-Earth, focusing on their careers, making a lot of money, and purchasing massive residences.
Only when they were content with what they achieved would they retire and focus on their lives in Neo-Earth.
