"Obviously, they hadn't found Daknis."
At eight o'clock on Thursday morning, in the second-floor dining room of 6 Saint Derain Square, Shade said this to Luvia across the table.
The lockdown had been lifted at three in the morning. Newspapers and dairy companies had been affected, so deliveries of newspapers, milk, and goat milk had all been delayed. When Luvia arrived, Shade had only just begun breakfast with the cat that was now enjoying its meal.
He had already told Luvia about what had happened last night. Fortunately, Shade had not been deeply involved, and with Bishop Owen of the Dawn Church helping him, he had only needed to sign a confidentiality agreement before being allowed home. The Church had not made things difficult for him. Poor Little Dimock, on the other hand, was still being forcibly kept in the church after being rescued and revived.
"Daknis has already appeared in Tobesk. Last night, he was very likely guided by the Puppeteer's Script to obtain materials for the Chosen One Ritual."
Shade voiced his judgment as his right hand stirred the milk in his bowl. Last night, his left hand had rashly entered the Demon's mouth, which seemed capable of devouring everything, and had been badly injured. Fortunately, it had only been a superficial wound with no lingering elements. With Satiety Feast and Cindyia's Silver Moon Gift, it had even healed before the Church arrived.
"Although the Puppeteer's Script can influence destiny, this relic tends to make those who try to manipulate destiny face even greater misfortune, like that 'Heart Collector.' So perhaps guiding Daknis to Yodel Palace, and even making him encounter Iron Right Hand and you, was the relic's negative trait at work."
Luvia said. The Seer Association had conducted extensive research into such relics.
"Yes."
Shade nodded,