A carriage slowly entered the confines of Byron City.
"We're back again,"
Julie gazed at the familiar outline of the city, feeling deeply emotional.
"Peace has been restored here, and moreover, there are too many things we can't let go of..." Jasmine sighed as well.
Even though the Rek family she had been loyal to was annihilated, her connection to this city wasn't just about a gang.
The coachman dressed in shadows remained silent.
His dark skin and plain features showed no expression, as if nothing could move him.
"Shadow, why aren't you speaking?" Jasmine asked with a light laugh.
"I am a wanderer, not particularly attached to any city," Shadow replied, his voice devoid of any emotional fluctuation.
Yet his gaze inadvertently flickered to Julie.
"Actually, we could have returned a bit earlier..." Jasmine complained. "Also, when are you planning to restart the gatherings? I need to buy some materials, um, and advanced knowledge. I might start preparing now..."
