It was a planet forgotten after its defeat.
The cold night wind made the two red lanterns at the door sway ceaselessly, casting their light on the tree branches, which also shook.
Creaking sound echoed.
It resembled the old mansion in a ghost story.
Hannah climbed the steps, tiptoeing to reach the door knocker above.
The knocker, shaped like a green oily beast's face, was said to be something only first and second rank officials could use in that bygone era.
It was an antique.
However, in Bruley, antiques were less important than a mouthful of food.
The knocker was tapped lightly three times.
While Hannah waited for someone inside to open the door, Archer was vigilantly observing the surroundings.
It was very quiet, with only the sound of the wind.
"Where have all the people here gone?" Archer asked.
Hannah responded, "Today is the 5th, the people from the east went to the underground fighting arena."
"Underground fighting arena?"
