They finished eating in the noisy inn, ignoring the usual bustle of the adventurers who were celebrating their small victories of the day.
Aside from the information they had obtained from that A-rank spearman about the border and the Demon King, they did not hear any more relevant rumors regarding the holy knights or the guild's movements.
The city seemed oblivious to the storm that was approaching.
With the intention of covering more ground, the group decided to separate momentarily. Each one went out on their own to explore different commercial sectors, agreeing to meet up again in their inn room at nightfall.
Ryan walked alone through the cobblestone streets of Wind Valley. His main objective was to gather information, but upon passing in front of a stone building bearing the emblem of an anvil and a crossed sword, he came to a halt. He entered the place, pushing open the heavy wooden door.
