I woke up in an inn and my body hurts really bad. I did escape but it was too terrible. I just don't want to remember it. I gather my things, and prepare to go to the 50th city, Magic City.
I headed there and used [Stealth] to avoid getting noticed by the monsters.
I arrived there earlier than I expected, well I guess experiencing a block end is not really a bad thing, I began to appreciate the scenery of the new city. It's been a month since I got stuck in Edinburgh.
I smelled the roadside of a country village, it definitely seems like I am in the province. For some reason, I cannot help but be proud of myself. Despite being a city specialized in magic, the place is pretty refreshing. I looked for an Inn, and prepared my items so I could use [Forge] and [Tailor], then started improving my Vestigial Sword, and perhaps create a new cloak.
As I was able to successfully add the demonic and angelic Crystal, a system notification was sent.