The Rorsted Archipelago's capital, "City of Generosity," Bayam.
Cyril stood by the ship's railing, gazing at the azure sea glittering in the distance under the sunlight and the lively, welcoming city built along the undulating mountain ridges. He enjoyed the salty, humid sea breeze, which carried a hint of warmth.
After looking around for a while, dense grayish-white fog suddenly welled up before him. The towering figure of the Fool, who resided above the Gray Fog, looked down at him, and Klein's voice echoed in his ears:
"What's going on with that Red Priest card? There's some new information on it."
"And my divination suggests it's quite dangerous."
Cyril lowered his head slightly and spoke as if to himself:
"It's been corrupted. Because of the Card of Blasphemy's special nature, the corruption has manifested in the form of information."
"What you saw was the method for advancing Above the Sequence. It should be genuine."
"As for the danger, in addition to the risk of corruption from carrying it for too long, it now has a powerful gathering effect on things related to the Hunter and Assassin Pathways. So for now, it can only be kept above your Gray Fog, where that gathering effect will be cut off."
After a moment of silence, Klein grumbled:
"It seems my place has become your storage room for dangerous items."
After a pause, he shifted his gaze farther away and saw Bayam right before him.
The city wasn't as large as Backlund, but it wasn't much less prosperous—or at least, it seemed that way.
"Have you left Bansi? Where is this?"
"Bayam, the City of Generosity. I got some information earlier, so I plan to make contact with the Moses Ascetic Order here."
Cyril spoke casually. The ship beneath his feet suddenly gave