Bab 247: 6.7 Doll Maker

"General, fancy meeting you here." Cyrus stepped out of Luan's wide back, the latter was whom Jillian had bumped into earlier. They were dressed in similarly formal yet outdated clothing that made them stick out like a sore thumb amidst the dilapidated area. Now that Jillian had a good look at them, the two didn't look like royalties yet there was something about their aura that set them apart from any other commoner. How had Jillian only realized it now? "You…" Cyrus gave him a once over and instantly hit the nail on the head with his guess. "By any chance, are you here to look for the seer?"