The center of Runic Forge City was dominated by the colossal King's Anvil Tower. At this moment, at the highest point of the tower's spire, a tall middle-aged man with a sharp pair of eyes stood without any hint of worry about the strong winds or temperature.
From this highest spot of the tower, he can see the entire magnificent Runic Forge City, but his look was that of an admirer, but that of a cold hunter as if he wanted to capture prey.
Furthermore, his background and status were extraordinary because even a Runic Marquise would be executed if they were found standing above the King's Anvil Tower, yet this man seems completely at ease.
After gazing at the city for a while, he looked down and with his excellent sight, he saw a massive crowd, and they all had murder written over their faces.
'Sigh…' A frustrated sigh escaped his mouth, and he shook his head before vanishing from the top of the spire and reappeared on the top floor of King Anvil's Tower.
