Izardo was a noisy city. Unless it was the private mansion of some powerful monster, it was difficult to find a quiet place here. This was not surprising considering how many monsters lived in Izardo, but even here, in this chaos, there were a number of exceptions.
Step. Step. Step.
Adam walked along the spacious stone path, moving toward the great wooden gates. Around the tall castle-like building were quiet parks, ponds, and even benches where anyone could sit and rest.
It reminded him of the Citadel, but there wasn't enough space for something like that in the First Ring. At Izardo, there was simply no such problem.
It was not a bank, some important building, or the Renegades hub, but a library, the main library of Izardo.
Just like among humans, among monsters, there were lovers of literature, history, or techniques describing the training process. Each monster had its own reason for going to the library.
