Mr. Davis, the Great Elder of the Hermit Order, and Mr. Meloni, the Keeper of Secrets whom Shade knew well, received him beside the largest bonfire in the camp. The Luku Bird was led away, and it would probably be given a hearty meal. After all, after running through the woods for half an hour, it had earned itself a second breakfast.
The Hermit Order had recovered fairly well from the Battle of Vesta Woodland at the beginning of last winter. Most of the camp that had been damaged back then had already been repaired, and Shade even felt that there were considerably more recluses living here than before the Year-End Festival.
After a few simple pleasantries, he did not beat around the bush. He told the two Believers of the God of Luck about everything that had happened on Fatumonst Island over the past month.
Even they, who lived in seclusion within the woodland, had heard rumors of the "Infinite Snake." But they truly knew nothing about the Misfortune Order's secret operations:
"Yes, Misfortune and Luck are opposed to one another. In the distant past, the predecessor of the Hermits of the Forest—the Luck Order, or rather, the Saint Tree Order—was indeed the enemy of those Believers of Misfortune.
"But after My Lord departed in the Fifth Epoch, our strength diminished by the day. In this era, the Misfortune Order is still a notorious illegal Ring Arcanist organization, but we have already lost the name of our former cult and have nearly been completely forgotten."
Mr. Davis was also deeply moved when speaking of this matter:
"It has been a very long time since anyone came to us for help because of those Believers of Misfortune. In fact, those Believers of Misfortune do not think much of us now