Goldbevel County stayed true to its name. Rhodes woke up in an inn surrounded by golden willow trees. More of these trees peppered the whole county, and the underdeveloped rural area had no trouble allowing these trees to spread. If this county were not between the capital and Menorosa, Rhodes wouldn't know such a place existed.
However, he wasn't there to sightsee. He stood beside Killian, who wore his nobleman look. The man with a fedora smiled warmly at Rhodes, but no words came from him. Rhodes nodded and smiled, soon facing the person discussing a plan.
Kathy still hadn't entered her astral form. She was in the physical realm, speaking to other spirit hunters under the Iveren family. Her eyes flicked at Rhodes when she felt his gaze on her. However, she didn't spare him another second. Her debriefing should be enough to answer most of his questions. It was more important for everyone else to know what they were up against.
