As Klein stepped onto the village street, before he could raise his lantern to look around, a bolt of lightning suddenly erupted overhead.
It streaked silently across the sky. Only much later did a low rumble of thunder reach their ears. Before that, Klein had already used the momentary flash to take in his surroundings, discovering that he stood on a street lined with houses clearly designed and built for giants.
The wooden doors and windows have long since rotted away, leaving only stone frames. Even the moss has died, almost fossilized. There are no stars or moon overhead; only lightning provides brief moments of light... This matches what Angel described after her last "crossing" and return. This is the Forsaken Land of the Gods, where "The Sun" Derrick lives...
He instinctively analyzed the scene, linking what lay before him with the historical knowledge he had previously acquired about the Forsaken Land of the Gods. The Scholar of Yore potion within him, which had shown no signs of progress for a long time, actually stirred slightly, showing signs of digestion.
So what I was missing was the history of the East Continent, the origins of the Forsaken Land of the Gods, and what it has experienced over the past thousand years... With this realization, he held up his lantern, looked at Angel beside him, and said with a smile:
"I've already gained something just by getting here... Let's go see that burial ground you mentioned."
Gained something? Does he mean digesting his potion?
Watching Klein look around in excitement, Angel felt happy for him as well.
They crossed streets that had gone untrodden for who knew how many years and headed toward a corner of the village.
During the short walk, Angel discovered that although the passage of time had