Chapitre 293: Hideout [1]

I found myself standing amidst the captivating streets of a big metropolitan city.

They call it a city where old stories and new adventures dance together. 

The reason for that saying is Wolfshire was one of the very first cities that was established after the Dark Ages when all the continents merged together, giving birth to chaos.

Wolfshire was a symbol of hope back then as it offered law and protection from the never-ending dangers and carnage of the Dark Ages.

In fact, even now it was a city of reverence.

Of course, the reason for most of the city's fame wasn't its rich history but the fact that one of the four ruling houses had its seat of power here.

The overlords of the Western Continent…

The family of heroes…

The pack of wolves…

The Morningstar house.