"Kirschtaria, that bastard, actually betrayed the Clock Tower and humanity. When I see him, I'm going to give him a piece of my mind."
Inside the Sea of Imaginary Numbers, aboard the Nautilus, the group was making their way to the Atlantic Lostbelt via Hyperspace Dive. Naturally, their conversation turned to Kirschtaria, the Clock Tower's greatest prodigy.
Director Fatty was also a second-generation mage, but there was still quite a gap between him and someone like Kirschtaria. Now, he could finally curse him openly.
"The Atlantic Lostbelt... I wonder what kind of civilization we'll find this time."
"Hard to say. Lostbelt civilizations are inherently complex. Anything could happen, especially with a civilization we've never encountered before. It's even harder to predict than an indiscriminate serial killer."
Sherlock Holmes shook his head lightly. Even he could not imagine a civilization out of thin air. The first four Lostbelts had all existed in Pan-Human History, yet their circumstances had still been impossible to anticipate. Atlantis, which did not exist in Pan-Human History, was even more unfathomable.
Atlantis had always been a legend. Science had never proven its existence, though magecraft could confirm that it had existed. However, it had been a civilization of the Age of Gods. Modern Magicians had no way of knowing what conditions were like there, much less in an Atlantis that was also a Lostbelt.
"One thing is certain, though. Greek mythology and the gods of Olympus must have had a tremendous influence on this Lostbelt. We simply do not know to what extent," Sherlock Holmes continued.
Of the four Lostbelts they had experienced so far, two had belonged to the Age of Gods. However, both had been after Twilight of the Gods. The Norse Lostbelt had been left with only the goddess Skadi and Surtur, while Indian