The Foursome (Not Really) And Sales Pitch

"I see..." Rael muttered, letting out a sigh. "Thanks. You can go back to uhh... whatever you were doing."

"Yes, Master." The construct bowed and ran back to its friends before skipping away deeper into the city.

He could see many of his constructs scattered all around the temple city, and he failed to understand how exactly they were so peaceful.

I mean... the others are battling outside. Surely... I don't even know. Rael trailed off, deciding to drop that topic.

The construct explained the basic details of what had happened.

They approached the city, broke through, captured the guards inside, and stored them in cells.

Not a single civilian lifted a finger. If anything, they seemed relieved.

Maybe some grudge between the king and the people? Hard to tell considering I didn't visit this area that much in Sketa Online, Rael pondered.