Nowaru

— Yes. A man from Ilina often comes here. — The Warrior looked around again. — It’s strange, he should be here at this time.

— Perhaps you’re talking about the man with cloudy white hair that I encountered on my way here? I haven’t met anyone else, and I doubt I can help you, as I only recently arrived in the city. — Saburo shrugged, admiring the peaceful atmosphere of the Temple.