"Queen Mystic," Emerald Palace?
Above the Gray Fog, Klein, who had been about to withdraw his gaze and leave this space above the Gray Fog, paused slightly and sat back down.
He was very interested in Queen Mystic, whom he had met once during the Great Smog in Backlund and who had casually saved him.
Emerald Palace? That naming style really did suit a queen.
However, Queen Mystic was now an Angel. She—no, perhaps They—might be able to detect his gaze...
At worst, he could withdraw his gaze after Cyril met Queen Mystic.
As his thoughts raced, he saw Ark Saunders, the second mate of the Dawn, transform once more into surging specks of starlight and swiftly dart through the forest.
Yet no matter how much he increased his speed, Cyril remained steadily behind him.
Flash was quite a convenient ability too. Unfortunately, the Traveler soul grazed by Creeping Hunger had not randomly acquired that ability.
With a quiet sigh in his heart, he raised his perspective, trying to find the Emerald Palace Ark Saunders had mentioned.
On Lasha Island, Cyril steadily followed behind Ark Saunders, who had turned into fine starlight, through repeated Flashes.
After a minute or two, they arrived at the edge of a towering cliff.
Ark Saunders reappeared and pointed beneath the cliff, where a sailboat that looked as though it had run aground was docked.
"That is the ship I brought. We need to board it before we can head to the Emerald Palace."
"Alright." Cyril nodded calmly.
After receiving the response, Ark Saunders's figure instantly became translucent, turning into a statue formed from countless gathered starlights.
Then it shattered in an instant, transforming into dots of brilliant starlight that surged toward the sailboat beneath the cliff.
Cyril lowered his head and glanced at the