The wind lightly blew, and the silver moon banner on the castle fluttered noisily.
Salted Fish Port was the only place on the entire continent that routinely hung the silver moon banner and was also the only territory that legally truly belonged to Gray.
Early in the morning, Shelley was already at the roadside in Salted Fish Port with Richie, waiting for her husband to return.
However, it was just the two of them. The world around them was desolate and quiet.
The news that Gray was a Lich had spread across the entire continent, and everyone knew. Since Gray was set to return, the residents of Salted Fish Port who could leave had already departed, and those who remained had closed their doors and windows tightly. There wasn't a welcoming crowd, and even the streets were empty, as though the town had turned into a ghost town overnight.
