C134 Dying in the Mortal World 5

The monk by their side seemed to have softened as well, and his flawless, bony hands held a dark green oil-paper umbrella over the two's heads. However, he was clearly moving a little to the side.

The two of them stood in front of a bustling town. They had already traveled for more than half a month before arriving at the largest town on the north side.

It was already evening