When she laid eyes on Evergale City, the little kitten couldn't prevent her eyes from growing wide in shock. It was huge. It had to be several miles wide, with towering metallic walls that were a dark violet in colour; this violet was so dark, one had to concentrate to see the violet shimmer of the metal. At each corner of the walls were four grand towers, where several guards watched over the surrounding lands. At each of the four gates of the city were two more towers at each side of the gates, though these towers were a little smaller in size.

The buildings in the city were all made from red coloured stone. Most buildings were one or two stories high, but in several areas of the city were massive sized buildings, the biggest of which lied at the northernmost area of the city. Jonathan explained to the little kitten that this giant building was the Evergale Palace. This was the home of the City Governor and was created from the same metal of the walls and was shaped like an old medieval castle, though a very grand version of one that stood around 200 meters tall.

Exiting from Red Winter Forest, the Wilderwolf party headed towards the eastern gate to enter. Approaching the gate, the little kitten could see several other people also lining up to enter, reaching in the hundreds.

'So this is a major city of the Falcio Kingdom. Makes me wonder how big Falcio is... Is this grand size normal... I mean, these people's technology is ancient compared to my home world... But I guess with the help of magic, they can create cities just as grand as some of the cities there. Though I can't compare much. As a street cat, my knowledge of my home world is very limited. Who knows how big the city I lived in was compared to others. Really, I never left the street that I lived on for that matter...'

The hustle and bustle of the surrounding people woke her up from her thoughts as Jonathan and the rest had entered their ranks. Actually, it would be safe to say they had just walked by their ranks and were heading straight to the gates to the little kitten's confusion.

"Meow?"

"Hmm? Ah! You wondering why we're cutting the line. Hehe, that's the advantage of being a Magician, little lass. The Falcio Kingdom highly treasures Magician's, especially powerful ones and they will naturally give us Magician's several advantages. Any Magician of Inner Haven Rank or above can enter any city, not only immediately, but also free of charge. Though there are a few cities which are an exception to that rule. But Evergale isn't one of them!"

With her question answered, the little kitten returned her concentration to her cultivation. She felt she was getting really close to her bottleneck, and when she reached that point, a breakthrough would be near.

'According to Jonathan, the better spells become available at the late stage of Minor Rank for us Magical Beasts. At that point, I too can fight other Magical Beasts and Magicians; though of a low level.'

As the little kitten meditated, her aura surging forth into her soul, Jonathan and the rest of the party walked up to the gate where they were greeted by one of the many guards. To prove their Magical Ranks, Uncle Kil had to place one of his hands upon a strange device. It was a black spherical glass object that sat upon a white pillar; the pillar was warped at the top and resembled a demonic like hand that wrapped around the black sphere.

Upon touching the sphere it began to glow an azure glow. The azure glow began to dim and left behind in the sphere was a simple phrase that the little kitten couldn't read.

"Meow?"

"This is a Black Divination Pearl. Black Divination Pearl's are a Magical Item that can test a Magician's rank. The word's this Black Pearl just showed were the words for 'Spirit Rank' naturally."

The little kitten now understood. With the identification done, Uncle Kil was able to allow all of them entry. This was another benefit Magician's had. Inner Haven Magician's could bring in 10 other people free of charge, while Spirit Rank Magician's could bring in 50.

Upon entry to the city, the little kitten let her eyes drift across the various buildings and the people. The immediate area around them seemed to be a residential area as far as the eye can see. There were also a few stands littered about, selling wares and food. As they walked through the streets, the little kitten saw various shops the further they walked into the city until they had reached the center area of the city, which was a bustling market.

"Alright, this is the Evergale Market. It's not the biggest in Falcio, but we should be able to get a few good deals! Little nephew, you know me. I detest shopping, so take my Bag of Holding and sell all our winnings. I'm gonna head off to the Northern District to rent an Inn. I'll message you when I've settled that."

With that, Unlce Kil grabbed the bag that sat by his waist and tossed it towards Jonathan, who caught it in a graceful manner. Uncle Kil quickly left with two of the soldiers and the two servants, he seemed to rush away from the market as if it was his mortal enemy. This left behind Jonathan, the little cat and four soldiers.

"Okay, little lass, I never got to explain to you Magic Pocket's, right?"

"Meow!"

"Thought so."

'This guy is quite amazing at reading the meanings of my nonsensical meowing...' The little kitten couldn't help but secretly muse.

"Okay, so a Magic Pocket is quite simple in theory, but very complex in actuality. They are quite expensive and outside of powerful Magician's or rich families, one would find it hard to acquire. This is simply due to the difficulty of making such items. Inside these Magic Pocket's is a small pocket dimension that can vary from the small size of a room, to the size of a house... Or there are some Magic Pocket's that reach the level of Evergale Palace!"

"Meow!"

'So big! I must get one!' Determination could be seen in her eyes.

"Don't even think of getting a Magic Pocket that size, little lass. I believe there might only be a handful available in this Kingdom, if that. Now moving on. There are some special Bag of Holding's, and mine and Uncle Kil's are that! Usually, a person will use an ability where they link their soul to the Magic Pocket. This makes it so others can't easily enter their Magic Pocket. This means other people can't access it unless they sever the owner's connection, which would take quite a while, unless that Magician is deadly powerful. Me and Uncle Kil's Magic Pocket's are rather special in that they are tied by blood. This makes it so that anyone with the blood of the Wilderwolf family can access the Bag of Holding; though they still need the permission of the owner. You understand?"

"Meow!"

"Excellent! Now then, time to make some profit!"

The little kitten could suddenly feel herself shiver as a cold feeling passed by as she stared into Jonathan's eyes, which seemed to hold a gleam of greed present in them.

'This guy... Why's he getting so excited all of a sudden...'