It was just past noon.
When Ronald and the other two descended from the sky, the city of Bolton was still as usual.
In merely half a day, news of Lin Yin City's attack on Hamono had not yet reached Bolton. After all, even the fastest local Casters paled in comparison to Ronald and his companions' flight speed.
At this time, most of Bolton's residents were busy.
Autumn had just arrived, but the touch of winter's white was not far off.
Considering their livelihood, the diligent people had already begun preparing for winter supplies, so the busy scenes were what greeted the eye.
"..."
"Gentlemen, may I ask what brings you here?"
Soon, a Caster from the city approached Ronald and the others.
Faced with these three Casters who descended from the sky in broad daylight, Bolton's officials naturally had to probe a bit.
The person who approached had a composed attitude.
However, upon closer observation, one would notice that his gaze was more focused on Hadar.
