A Poem on The Notice Board

"So," Cecile snorted before she put her hands on her waist. "Where is our dear captain then?"

The group choked on their thoughts as they all had their heads faced down, right at the outside of the tavern. The passing adventurers were looking at them like a sore thumb, sticking out with their mysteriousness clad in an oversized cloak.

"How can he move so fast," Luna sighed. "One moment of leeway and he was gone."

"It seems like master is slowly reverting back to his old self," Graham grunted. "Not like it's not a bad thing either."

"Hahaha!" Kesya had unrestrained laughed as she heard what Graham had to say. "But this is a lot more fun right?"

"It's not like he could go outside of the city," said Lumina before she heard Cecile sighing. "Huh?"

"He could, he very well could," said Cecile. "You think someone that could flip a city can't go outside these thick walls if he wanted to."