The moon hung high in the night sky like a silver disk, casting a soft and tranquil silver radiance. Its light spilled across the earth, dyeing the surrounding scenery in a faint silvery-white. Even the Colosseum, used by the Stru for their amusements, appeared somewhat serene and tender in the glow.
The moonlight, like water, washed over the two men. Donald raised his head to the sky, his eyes narrowing slightly as he fixed his gaze on a black crow flying through the pitch-black night. Aldrich naturally sensed Donald's odd behavior and hastily asked, "What is it?"
"No, nothing. It's just a bit strange—why would a monster from the forest appear inside the city?" Donald replied, then asked with curiosity, "Mr. Aldrich, that Transcendent is merely a Church knight. Why are you taking such strict precautions against him? Besides, didn't the Empire capture quite a few Yalan soldiers in that war?"
Chapter 259