That afternoon, after seeing the Thomas family off, Haven suddenly pulled Cyril onto a public carriage heading for the outskirts of North Borough.
After several transfers, the two arrived at a three-story building on the western outskirts of North Borough, one that was nearly abandoned.
"This place used to belong to Backlund Medical School. But the school has since moved to a better, more suitable location. Only a handful of teaching staff and the students who failed to graduate this year were left behind. It's practically abandoned now."
"This is a gathering of Beyonders I had a hard time learning about—and even harder time getting permission to attend!"
Haven wore a white coat, a matching mask, and a surgical cap, looking every bit the doctor on duty. He lowered his voice and explained in a whisper.
Cyril, dressed the same way, glanced at him with helplessness in his eyes. He'd already given up on attending the gathering that old Mr. Eye of Wisdom had called for today, only to find himself dragged into another gathering of wild Beyonders.
He didn't think a gathering accessible to Sequence 9 Haven could be all that high-level. For him, it could no longer offer any help.
Of course, he hadn't turned down Haven's invitation. He needed to assess whether this gathering of wild Beyonders concealed any dangers before deciding whether to keep Haven away from it.
After all, most gatherings of active Beyonders in Backlund were backed by a Beyonder faction.
If it was one of the orthodox churches or some neutral, orderly faction, that was fine. But if the gatherings were a front for dangerous organizations like the Aurora Order or the Rose School of Thought, there was likely some hidden danger.
As he pondered this, Haven led him through the entrance and