No Middleman Ever Forgoes a Markup. The Emperor's reminder felt like telling everyone that water was poison, carrying a strangely worldview-shattering quality.
But based on what Hobart had said earlier, everyone immediately understood: the starry sky was dangerous!
Cattleya asked directly, "Mr. Emperor, exactly how many 'Gods Above the Gods' are there in the starry sky?"
"I don't know," Hobart replied.
He could not answer that question for the time being, at least not as part of this near-giveaway exchange. He would have to wait until both he and Klein had become angels before discussing it.
"I heard that there's a 'Celestial Body Sect' in the Rosed Islands," Hobart continued. "As far as I know, it's a subordinate organization of the Rose School.
"I heard rumors that the sect originated when a Beyonder who loved astronomy accidentally saw something they shouldn't have through a telescope."
Behind the Gray Fog, Klein thought, I know that sect all too well, and I know they're connected to the Rose School. I never expected their suicidal tendencies to show in every possible way.
Fors felt lingering fear. Luckily, although I like the stars, I've never looked at them through a telescope. Uh, now that I think about it, even though I like the stars, I seem to have had very little time to admire them. I used to be busy writing books, and now I'm busy with the auction house and entertainment center.
Audrey, meanwhile, sighed inwardly. Without the stars, life seems like it would lose so much romance! Huh? Thinking about it now, I seem to rarely look at the stars myself! It isn't just because of Backlund's thick fog. Even at the manor on my fief, I rarely look at the night sky.
Little Sun had no stars to look at, while