Chapter 447: The Ring Holds a Key

Leaving them with their own worries, Lyon and Cecile traverse through the sky toward the west with ease. It didn't take long before he could see the city from his sight. There was nothing in this world that was begging the person with the people.

The West City had its landmass shifted due to his destructive power, but with the wealth that his wife owned, it was nothing but a pebble to spare. 

"Ah, it looks like the inn is closed today, must be the weather," said Lyon as he shook his head in lamentation. His sad face was so believable that a stranger might think that he actually felt remorse against the state the inn was in. 

Cecile couldn't help but chuckle against his actions as she looked at the devastating state of the entire island. The small city might not be as grand as the Center City but their infrastructure was nonetheless supported by Treas's family. The collateral damage could be seen far as the core of the island almost ruptured.