Chapter 128 Echoes of the Past (1/3)

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless one.

The sudden battle of a Sublimator in the afternoon, as well as the first massive thunderstorm of the early summer that followed, left everyone from Viscount Grant down to the most ordinary port residents with lingering fear.

The continuous thunderclaps and lightning made the night sky half-filled with intense light, and even though all the residents knew that the storm wouldn't come back so soon, the sensitive nerves of the people of the Southern Territory still prevented them from finding peaceful sleep.

It was the same for Elder Prude.

In the office on the second floor of the Elder's Hall at Harrison Port, the old man gazed out at the night rain and dark clouds, with Elan breathing gently in his embrace, already fast asleep.