Saturday arrived with a quiet sky and cool air.
It was late afternoon when Noah and Damien met outside the academy gates.
The city was still active around them, with people moving through the streets, shops remaining open, and the usual hum of Novaris continuing as usual.
But their destination was to the east, beyond all of that.
They had taken a transport bus and gotten off in the eastern area, where a forest was located nearby.
Noah glanced at himself as they walked.
He was wearing plain clothes: dark trousers and a simple long-sleeved shirt. Nothing remarkable. However, over them, he wore a breastplate and a few pieces of light armor strapped to his forearms and shoulders.
He looked really handsome. At least, he thought so.
As for the light armor, he hadn't bought it. That wasn't something he could afford right now. He had already spent money on other things.
