At that moment, Shadia, accompanying Cleya in the carriage, looked thoughtful. The next second, her eyes widened dramatically as she pointed out the window at a young man and said, "Miss...."
But before she could finish, the situation at the scene suddenly changed!
"Where are the fangs?" the middle-aged man said in a deep voice.
Rein calmly stared at the other party, saying nothing.
When he had left the Sword Bearers Branch earlier that day, he had a nagging feeling that someone was tailing him, and now it seemed his suspicions were correct.
Moreover, Rein had already figured out the origins of his followers.
"Very well." The man in the white robe lifted a finger, and suddenly, an ice blade, nearly one and a half meters long and thin as a cicada's wing, rapidly formed at his fingertip.
The crescent-shaped ice blade, sparkling and semi-transparent under the sunlight, flickered in and out of visibility!
