The capital city of the Ryan Kingdom, Roland City, Lower City District.
In the cafe named copper pot, the air was as stagnant as a pool of dead water.
The smoke from burning low-quality tobacco swirled under the low ceiling, mixed with the smell of over-brewed coffee grounds, causing people to wrinkle their noses.
This should have been a place for citizens to relax and unwind, but the atmosphere was unbearably oppressive at the moment.
Around sat a few citizens dressed somewhat decently.
And the reason Newcastle judged them as "decent people" was because there was still a cup of over-brewed coffee on their tables.
Newcastle sat beside a wobbly table in the corner, took out his pocket watch for the third time, then looked around again.
"Saint Sis above... can't these guys be a bit more punctual?" he complained in his heart, but then felt relieved thinking that perhaps there wasn't a clock in their shed.
"Boss, I really need a raise."
