章 159: Ronan Meets His Spies

In the bustling market of the capital city of Nieverdell, Ronan merged with the crowd of people passing by. In a suburban area, there was a small house. In front of it was a booth filled with fruit for sale.

Ronan grabbed three red apples and gave them to the seller. He lifted his hood briefly for the seller to see. The seller immediately noticed him after seeing the scar on the left side of Ronan's face and his red irises. He took a clean paper to wrap the three apples.

"Do you want full change?" asked the salesman as several women passed behind Ronan's back.

"Yes, bring me everything," the man replied curtly.

After paying, Ronan left the fruit shop and wandered off to another place. An empty cathedral which buildings had collapsed became his resting place.