The next week passed in a flash between Cael's visits to the dungeons, his resumed bouts of regular training, and all the other things that happened in Sanremo di Mare.
Silvio didn't stay in the Oliveira tower for long before leaving for his own lands. Cael didn't miss him. Ignazio guested a couple more days, but in the end, didn't stay for long, too.
"I'm sad to leave too, but my men wouldn't return without me. But hey, you should come to my tower for the Midsummer Festival! It's gonna be a blast, I tell you," he said to Cael before leaving.
All for the better. Cael was looking forward to going somewhere where people didn't yet hear about his blood magic. If before citizens of Sanremo di Mare treated Cael with disdain because he was manaless, now they whispered he was a demon in disguise.
But now Cael was more blase about this. What did those people know, anyway? Nothing.