More than an hour later, the skies had already darkened considerably when Vale and I stepped out from the tailor's cabin.
Just as the name implied, it was a cabin where a tailor stayed.
After taking our measurements, she quickly designed gear for us.
Mine was a black, tight-fitting cloth that covered my body completely. Along with it came a mask to hide my identity.
Vale's own was quite similar, only that it carried a faint hint of femininity.
Dressed, we both entered the carriage, and Vale ordered the driver to take us to the outskirts of the city where the cursed gate was situated.
The cursed gate wasn't anything new.
Although it had barely appeared for roughly a day, the whole city had already been alerted to it, taking precautions and safety measures to prevent an outbreak of cursed monsters.
Some rogue cursed warriors had entered the cursed gate in search of cursed relics and artifacts that could aid them in the long run.
