Cursed King (1)

"Thank you so much for coming. My name is Lagurin, and I am indeed the one who made that request," the long, purple-haired man said as he stood up to bow to the group.

"So what's with the location? Was it really necessary for us to go out this far?" Core sat down to interrogate the man, ignoring his greeting and getting straight to the point.

The rest of the group sat dotted around the room, the only one remaining standing was Lance, who thought it would be too disrespectful to sit down.

"Yes… As you can see by the state of these buildings, they have been abandoned years ago. The reason for this is that they are not in range…" Lagurin uttered, stopping an unfinished sentence.

"In range of the cursed atmosphere in the city, I presume," Rein spoke out, which greatly surprised the man.