Centrais Intelligence

A young lady was strolling down the busy street of the capital city Centrais, the rumors about how the phantom lords had fled Lorsine leaving Phantom Lord Chari alone to defend the city was slowly spreading.

She had heard a ton of rumours and gossip about this very case, it was practically the hottest topic today. Those who had previously scorned the Lord were now boasting of the strength of their lord.

Those who were believers in the prophecy were even more active than usual, preaching their beliefs far and wide to anyone who would bother to listen.

The young woman happened to run into one as she was on her way.

"The prophesied saviour is—"

She walked past the group that was currently invested in his words, she never really believed so strongly in the prophecy. To her the world didn't need a saviour, what they needed was information.