Three days went by. In that time, Isaac and Liu Li had explored more than half of Nebula City, buying a mountain of small trinkets. A few were useful, but most were just novelties they picked up on a whim.
It didn't cost much, and it was worth it to buy a little happiness.
However, their leisurely strolls had to come to an end. It wasn't that they had tired of exploring, but that word had come from the Truth Association: the person had been contacted and was at the Association's headquarters today. Isaac needed to hurry over, as it was rude to keep someone waiting.
Soon, Isaac once again found himself at the resplendent headquarters of the Truth Association. Led by the young, round-faced wizard, he and Liu Li entered a conference room. Inside, a young man in a silver Wizard Robe was seated, a worried frown on his face.
But the moment he saw Isaac, the young man—Siwal Itelas—saw his gloom vanish. He smiled and asked, "Isaac Solomon?"
