Waiting in the city for Kafele and Luciano to arrive, Luan strolled around aimlessly for a while, purchasing some food from street vendors. He quite liked the atmosphere here; compared to the empire, it felt more free-spirited.
"My lord!" Luan suddenly heard. Turning his head, he saw Luciano and Kafele running straight toward him. With bated breath, they stopped right in front of him.
"Good, now let's go. We don't have much time left," Luan stated, not waiting for the two to catch their breath. He turned around and left the commercial district, entering the lower-class district.
He went knocking from door to door, hoping someone would be home or answer. But with each door that stayed shut tightly, he felt his hopes crumbling little by little.
"Tsk, maybe I should've delayed the opening a day and gone around in the evening," Luan mumbled to himself.
While Kafele and Luciano were walking right behind him, hearing his rant, they rolled their eyes. It had only been three hours.
