The Nox Mountains, south of the South Wantina Territory.
The light gradually vanished beyond the horizon. In its place, the Red Moon rose toward the night sky, shrouded in a faint gray haze.
The Blood Moon hung in the night sky, casting the mountains below in a dim, eerie glow. The valley entrance looked especially sinister, like a gateway leading to another unknown world.
Each peak rose nearly a thousand meters, almost touching the clouds. They blocked the starlight of the Night Sky, making the entire valley even darker and harder to discern.
Two figures entered the mountains without anyone noticing.
A graceful figure walked in front, as if she had just left a ball halfway through.
A tall figure followed behind her. His outline resembled a statue carved into the darkness, while his cloak and hood snapped in the wind.
"Thank you so much for stealing the key to the royal capital for us, infiltrator."
She spoke with a bright smile.
Soon, she covered her red lips lightly and apologized to him.
"Sorry. I suppose it would be more appropriate to call you the Withered Saint Child now."
"Call me whatever you like."
The tall figure looked unconcerned. He continued forward with ghostlike steps, each one resembling the whisper of death.
The air was damp, carrying the scents of soil and decaying leaves.
Now and then, strange magical beasts could be seen moving silently among the plants. Their shadows flickered in and out of sight, and low growls occasionally drifted through the air, yet they never dared approach the two figures.
"We've already received the Withered Decay Bishop's sincerity. From now on, we'll also cooperate with the Withered branch in secret."
Countess Saberna returned to her original appearance and let out a crisp, light laugh.
Her authority, Blood Disguise,