The group entered the town. It was simple and peaceful.
The cobblestone streets wound between brick houses. Mana lamps glowed faintly. The sun had already dipped low.
Amon and his group walked through the town's footpath.
Amon observed the town.
Horse-drawn carriages moved over the main road. Sounds of people chatting and laughing filled the evening market.
They reached the town square. A beautiful fountain stood there, glowing with lights inside it. It looked even more beautiful and attracted the attention of passersby.
There was a shop of fruits.Vixra walked towards that nearby shop and asked the old-looking shopkeeper,
"Mister, Can you please tell me where is the orphanage in this town?" Her voice was polite.
The old shopkeeper pointed his hand in the right direction.
"Go straight on this road, and then there will be two turns. Take the left one. At the far corner of the town, you will find the orphanage." The old man told the address with a small smile.
