Palash shook his head as he looked through the blacksmith's window at Dim's cowering figure. In better days, the two friends would have traded barbs back and forth, but today, with the unforeseen arrival of the Moen family in Grull Town, Dim's fear was understandable. Given the Moen family's role within the Empire, there was a reason for him to be intimidated.,As soon as I opened the bamboo gate of the hanging building, I saw a well-proportioned young man in the small room, buried his head in a parchment scroll. He dipped a feather pen into the ink by his side and quickly recorded something.,Angel shook his head. "Do I need to teach you that Your father always used to talk like that."。