The Clown Has Arrived

The scene fell silent again. Morabik looked at Allen Doyle with fury, the contempt in his eyes practically screaming to pummel the other man into the dirt. His expression clearly said, Can you keep a secret or not?

But Allen Doyle did not care. He was not afraid in the slightest of exposing his past.

"Piety requires no concealment of the past. Our roots indeed lie in the Tower of Reason, but at the end of knowledge, there is no place for the Tower of Reason.

"However, you got one thing wrong. It was not us who came from the Tower of Reason, but our forefathers. They saw that the Tower of Reason had no future, so they abandoned their pursuit of Truth and leaped underground from the Abyssal Volcano, raising the torch of knowledge and devoting themselves to spreading the light of wisdom throughout this dark underground world."

Hearing this, the Blind Man furrowed her brows. She felt that the flavor of Folly was right, but the core of their faith seemed somewhat off.

Their version seemed a little too ancient.

The Devotees of the Sprout?

Several thoughts flashed through her mind. Then, as she recalled things, she asked in confusion,

"If I remember correctly, the Tower of Reason had a punishment called the Sunken Abyss. The Scholarly Council would regularly inspect every experimental team in the Tower of Reason. Whenever they discovered that someone had recklessly misappropriated resources for forbidden experiments without producing any corresponding results, the entire team would be disbanded. The person in charge and those who had misappropriated the resources would be imprisoned in Gasmella, waiting to be sunk into it when the Abyssal Volcano erupted...

"Could your forefathers have come down here like that?"

"..."

"..."

This time, the two devotees of Folly fell