Start of Dungeon Raid, Come Heal

Leaving Betta's temporary home, Roland felt a little dizzy.

Although the alcohol content of fruit wine wasn't high, his eyes were a little blurry after five consecutive cups.

Roland rushed out of the city before the city gates closed.

The setting sun at dusk assumed a golden color. People were coming and going at the city gates. There were merchants as well as travelers in a hurry: some entered the city, and naturally some caravans exited the city.

Wherever Roland passed through, people would give him a berth of two to three meters in advance—his magic robe was the best certificate of passage.

After exiting the city, Roland walked westward along the city wall. After walking for half an hour, he finally saw Delpon's pier outside the city.