Chapter 343: The Escape Route of Lanci and Sigrid_1

In a corner of the central square of Dandron City, sunlight dappled through the leaves, pedestrians hurried past on the street, oblivious to the figure of a man brushing past them.

The sound of the wind arose from the silence, human movements calm and orderly.

The dusky light evenly spilled onto the bluestone slabs of the street. The dense green leaves rustled in the slight breeze. With the wind slowly picking up, this harmonious tranquility was suddenly disrupted.

The glass window reflected the people on the street, the figure walked slowly through the crowd, yet in the blink of an eye, it vanished.

The rhythm of the wind became faster, more urgent. Newspapers fluttered on the roadside, a dog suddenly began to bark, birds perched on distant treetops took flight.

Until the figure reappeared clearly, standing at the entrance of an inn. The deep bass of the air deepened, the sky grew dimmer. The man slowly took out an exquisite pocket watch from his coat and checked the time.