While walking, they gazed at the twilight on the horizon. The Great Dragon Festival had just concluded for the day, and changes were starting to take place in the venue arrangement. Held once every ten years, not only the participants and audience, but even the staff preparing for the event were very excited. This kind of work was very hard and required a lot of physical strength, so even the behind-the-scenes staff were selected for their youth and vitality. In other words, even for this kind of work, there might only be one opportunity in a lifetime.
The daytime tension faded away, replaced by the nighttime festivities. "In moments like these, Allen City truly doesn't compare~" Suddenly, it triggered Cabellus' memories. "Oh." Cyclone couldn't quite compare to Cabellus' sentiments. Cyclone didn't have many memories of Allen City; the most memorable was the Allen Martial Arts Tournament. At that time, Allen City was also very lively, although it didn't have the exaggerated year-long celebration like the Great Dragon Festival, but the Martial Arts Tournament lasted for several weeks. Not being able to compare was a given. Cyclone never experienced Allen City being ruled by a dominant power, choosing to leave after the demon eradication war. Cyclone's impression of Allen City only remained at the moment of liberation. "Are you really the hero of Allen?" Cabellus asked with a hint of sarcasm, posing a question that not even Cyclone could answer. Saying "yes" was correct, but saying "no" was also not wrong. "Well~ What about that guy? The one called the Four-Eyed Strategist? Seems like an excellent strategist," Cabellus mentioned someone whom Cyclone believed was Daniel. "With the addition of the Royania tribe's little devil, Allen City should soon reclaim its position as the ruler of the continent." "Is it that exaggerated?" Cyclone's remark left Cabellus speechless. "You... you can't be serious?" "What's the matter?" The two stood at the center of the crossroads, with countless people passing by them. "Do you even know a little history?!" A large drop of sweat rolled down, as Cyclone was indeed unfamiliar with history. "The Royania tribe itself is a gathering of magic. Long before the ancient wars, King Allen had already unified the entire continent and called the land we're standing on 'Allen Continent'." Cyclone fell silent for a moment, then raised his right hand, pointing directly at Cabellus. "You're lying!" Cyclone remembered the figure of Tiny and said to Cabellus, "That little one couldn't possibly have lived that long, right?" This time, Cabellus smiled faintly and clapped his hands. "King Allen is just a collective term. There have been many changes in power over the years." "Tch!" Unable to counter, Cyclone clicked his tongue and dropped the argument. The two continued to walk, and Cyclone shifted the topic. "By the way, why did you come to Kakarl? The Great Dragon Festival is all about cuisine, your card tricks wouldn't attract any attention, right?"
Cyclone expressed his view, "Well, maybe. It's always worth a try, you know? Maybe by giving people a preliminary impression now, when the enhanced version of the duel is released later, it will be very popular."
"Oh."
"But why are you the same? Why did you come to Kakarl and start your own business?"
"Well, it's a long story..."
"Is that so?"
As they walked, they arrived at the last intersection. Turning the corner, in the middle of this straight road, was Cyclone's home.
"By the way, did you have a thing with the Twilight Princess before?"
Cabellus suddenly asked, almost causing Cyclone to stumble.
"What? Isn't that topic shifting too quickly?!"
"It seems the rumors are true."
"What... what rumors?"
Feeling guilty, Cyclone, who had been keeping Elyse a secret, felt his palms sweat.
"It's said that the legendary beauty went to see you."
"N-no, I... I really don't know anything~"
"Oh, really?"
Under Cabellus's suspicious gaze, Cyclone acted calm.
"The Twilight King has announced to the world that whoever finds the Twilight Princess can receive a million gold coins and become the legitimate husband of the Twilight Princess."
Cyclone thought to himself. This must be a scam. If there was really money to be made, how could those assassination groups not take action?
Perhaps this was a trick concocted by the Twilight King to lure his sister out.
If they really brought the princess to claim the reward, they might just end up being assassinated.
"Did that princess really not come to you?"
Cabellus asked again.
"Nope~"
"Again, you, a young man who faints at the sight of lecherous women~ How would a beauty of City of Dusk's caliber come looking for you? Haha~ I really don't understand why the rumors say that nymphomaniac likes you~"
As Cabellus shook his head, Cyclone suddenly remembered something important.
In Cabellus's memory, he and Cyclone seemed to have a slight discrepancy. Especially regarding the term "nymphomaniac," Cyclone's behavior at the time was very innocent.
