Ruins Of Disaster

'March 11, 948… Not near half of the population of the capital is still isn't here…' Robyn thought inwardly as he ran through the stack of files on his table, looking through the people that had entered the Great River Of Haku.

After a few minutes of scanning through his documents, Robyn annoyingly put the files down as he looked at the side of the table.

"Are you still not leaving?"

Trov, who had his face covered with a robe, answered solemnly, "Not until you come with me. I'm telling you, you are making a huge mistake. Noelle Portnner told me about sending you away from here."

"Sigh, and I will keep rejecting it." Robyn shook his head as he answered while ignoring Trov's voice.

Trov, who magically appeared at his workplace asked him to do the same thing while keeping his words minimal. Whatever he had told him here, was the same thing he had said days ago.

"Are you part of Noelle's men?"

"…"