Merlin and Luna continued walking down the main street. With the Dragon God Festival just around the corner, the city of Dralmor felt particularly lively.
Every few meters, five or six people walked past them.
The street felt crowded, but it made the city feel even more alive.
Merlin held Luna's hand tightly so they wouldn't get separated in the crowd.
"So, where exactly is it?" Merlin asked as he pulled Luna onto a side path to the left.
He felt that if they stayed on the main road, they would get separated sooner or later.
After all, there were too many people, and it was impossible for him and Luna to avoid bumping into others.
"I can feel it coming from that direction," Luna replied, pointing at an old weapon shop about fifty meters away.
Merlin turned in the direction she pointed and saw the shop's sign—Varken.
'Varken? So the Blazion spear is really the destiny weapon Luna is looking for, huh?' His eyes narrowed slightly.
