The streets of Leyan Territory were neatly constructed, but some seldom-used paths inevitably became covered with moss and lichen due to their location deep within dense forests.
On normal days, it wasn't too bad, but now, with the torrential rain, they became unexpectedly slippery and difficult to navigate.
However, this was only the case for ordinary people. Two Sublimators were walking on the road leading to the castle atop the cliff; the ancient, pitch-black castle was shrouded by the rain, standing tall in the howling wind, silent as if it were death itself.
Soon, Ian and the Radiant Nun arrived at the base of Leyan Castle.
Whirl... Whirl...
Rain poured along the channels and grooves on the surface of the castle, hitting the deeply indented rocky ground, while the pitch-black towers seemed to have fused with the night itself.
"It's still hard to imagine that the Baron could act so decisively,"