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[color=f7941d]"Reached at last..."[/color] Royse squinted her eyes under the drippling sweat from her forehead. Her shirt are drenched from the hastened paste of the whole trip, with the afternoon sun heating up the already toughened fabric like an oven. [i]Not worth it to cool myself with my magic, got to ensure my magic is full...[/i] The city, was more soothing than she imagined, well-grown trees and flowers. She had initially thought it would be like another typical city with castles and town centre, but now stepping into the entrance of Crocus, she has no regrets taking this quest.

[i]But the most important thing to do...[/i] Royse scurried towards the ice cream vendor, buying two cones of ice creams. Licking on her chocolate ice cream, she walked down the streets until a familiar face appeared in her field of vision, [i]again[/i]. The girl she met earlier from Fiore have arrived earlier than her, and sleeping on a nearby tree from the pathway. [i]Trains...[/i] She wasn't sure what to think about coincidentally meeting Mithera three times a row, but at the same time she felt a bit relieved, as her guild mate happens to be nearby. She began scribbling down a note with pen & paper. 

Royse quietly stuck the second ice cream, the strawberry ice cream on the ground beside Mithera, securing her note with the tip of the ice cream cone. Then, she walked to the edge of the mini garden, taking out her bow. [i]Sigh... I didn't bring toy arrows... I will have to use that magic, no choice...[/i] Royse has one other magic that she doesn't like to use, the [b]Arrow Creation Magic[/b]. A strange-looking arrow, its tip with a gimmick frog head, has appeared on her hand as she drew and fired towards the treetop. As soon as that arrow leaves her bow, she returned to the streets, keeping her bow and blended in the crowd naturally.

[color=39b54a]"RIBBIT! RIBBIT!---"[/color] The frog arrow let out a noise as soon as it struck the tree, loud enough for anybody sleeping down there to wake up. It was a blunt & harmless arrow, so it descended down the treetops. As crafty as Royse could be, the blunt edge also made it harder to judge the direction of where the arrow is fired from, as the falling arrow bounced along the branches and landed on a different ground. 

The note that Royse had scribbled down reads: [color=f7941d][b]"We meet again, fancy yourself hogging all those train rides >.< . You looked tired, so here's an ice cream from me. You're a girl, you shouldn't be sleeping along the streets ^_^ ~ Royse"[/b][/color] Also that strawberry ice cream is still there, unmelted~

At the same time, Royse was headed towards the slums, she had lived in slums for the most of her life, and could pretty much figure out where they are usually located: The Outskirts. Her young and tender age will also be an advantage for her, as she could also be a potential target for a slave. [i]They will be fishing for slaves, and I will bite them back as a shark ~[/i]