Outside the royal city, there was an inconspicuous village.

Talaran's figure descended from the large tree beside the cottage. This was his and Torvey's temporary hideout, located in a forgotten corner at the end of the village, a dilapidated house that no one cared about.

"I'm back." Talaran knocked on the door, and immediately there were rustling footsteps from inside. The door creaked open, revealing a young man with a clean but somewhat dusty face—it was Torvey, their traveling companion.

The two entered the house and closed the door. Torvey carefully examined Talaran, and seeing that he was unharmed, he anxiously asked, "How did it go?"