"Hey, hey, Mr. Panredax, are you collecting stamps or something?"
As Klein looked at the first line of the diary, the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily. Though Bishop Stravsky seemed to be the only person from the Warrior Pathway he had actually met, The Little Sun's descriptions of the City of Silver allowed him to almost determine the average height of those on the Warrior Pathway.
And with the Seer Pathway's "frail" physique, could you really handle a lady from the Warrior Pathway?
Klein was, after all, a modern man. Once his thoughts sped off, there were no limits to them. In an instant, he had imagined countless explicit scenes. However, considering the occasion, he did not dwell on them and continued reading.
"While engaging in deep communication with that Warrior lady, I entered her subconscious and found a phantom image."
"It was a towering, majestic, magnificent... palace. In short, every positive adjective could be used to describe it. Feysac's Hall of Twilight Giants could only be considered an ordinary residence in comparison."
"Mountains piercing the clouds, enormous walls built upon the mountains themselves, a palace forever bathed in twilight... Everything was filled with an epic and miraculous grandeur. I did not even need to look up any information to guess its identity."
"Giant King's Court."
"Several Feysac clans with the purest Giant bloodlines had always believed that this was the origin of the Giant bloodline, their true homeland, and the resting place of their spirits and souls."
"After dawn, I drank an almost lethal amount of high-proof liquor while fishing for information from this Giant girl from Feysac. The result left me deeply moved."
"According to her, the Feysac people of her clan often dreamed of Giant King's Court. Once many pioneers reached a sufficient level of strength,