At the moment, the transition between winter and spring was taking place, so not only was Finklan as cold as what one would expect of the north, it also had the heavy rainfall and humidity of the south, making for some very unpleasant weather.

Erwin and his group had settled into a hotel in Finklan, which he had rented out in its entirety in a show of magnanimity. The hotel was situated in the southern part of the city, but it was right next to the Fulnon River, making it a prime location. It wasn't a very large hotel, but it was a rare haven of peace in the commotion and bustle of Finklan, so Erwin was immediately drawn to the place.

The Farody Brothers naturally weren't going to stay in the same hotel as Erwin and his group. After all, they had some things that they had to do behind Erwin's back.

"Let's go out for a walk," Erwin sighed as he looked out at the rain and mist through the window while resting his chin on the palm of his hand. He had lost count of how many times he had made this suggestion in the past few days.

"Do you have a death wish?" Onean set down the magic book in her hands before giving him a cold glare.

Just as expected, the response was one of refusal.

Ever since witnessing that giant blue serpent, Onean realized just how perilous and rife with formidable figures Finklan was. In addition to that, Erwin had only just recovered from a near-death ordeal, so they had to tread with extreme caution.

The elderly man that they had encountered at the Dreambind Pavilion had already made Onean extremely wary, and she was utterly astonished after witnessing that burst of serpentine sword energy erupt into the heavens. Ever since then, she had essentially confined Erwin in his room, not allowing him to go anywhere.

"Why can't you just settle...