No one could make him do anything he didn't want, no one could question his reactions, but he had to learn the rules that others were subject to. He had expected it all to be over when Chief Class, who was the ruler of the field tonight, killed the ferocious creature, but the others tried to fill the void themselves.
If he wanted to rule, he had to know how to do so, and the Near Circle was a full-fledged learning ground for the Heir. The Elemental Seeds that appeared in his body told him that his story would be long, and he needed to prepare for the next step.
Once the noise in the street was gone, and the houses were empty, Mel came to Commerce Square once again. He had fed Blessing of the Wild all night, but his stomach was empty. He entered the cul-de-sac with the shop run by the Physical Cultivators, inside the shop with weathered wood floors after the small bell was greeted.
"Who is it? The shop is not open!"