บท 120: Agatha

With the day at the peak of noon, it was no surprise how much activity was taking place in the streets of the Golden City. It was bustling with people going about their businesses. Traders of different commodities scattered at different points in these streets.

A young man with dark blue hair, which was tied into a bun, and captivating glassy eyes enough to steal a person's heart stood at the entrance of a giant cathedral. As if rethinking his decision to have come to this place, he stood at the entrance for several minutes and contemplated whether to make a U-turn and head back to where he was coming from.

…Lancelot exhaled.

Certainly, the task for which he came was somewhat difficult for him or better put, he had not even the slightest inclination towards carrying it out. However, Master Kiron's orders were almost absolute and he dared not to revolt.