At dusk, Klein, who had been staying on Oravi Island, arrived at Saint Draco Mountain outside the harbor.
He had come to watch the sunset. The idea had originated from a bestselling novel he had read in Backlund, and after seeing the Emperor's diary at today's Tarot Club gathering, it had resurfaced.
...The Emperor mentioned in his diary how his mindset changed after Bernadette was born. I need to pay attention to that as well.
For a Beyonder, a stable, peaceful, healthy mindset was the most important thing. Only with a strong enough heart could one resist the madness along this path.
Ever since leaving Tingen, I've been busy acting, busy with all sorts of things. I haven't properly enjoyed life or this world.
Perhaps I should travel around like Cyril. His mindset seems to have remained quite good.
As his thoughts drifted, he had already briskly climbed to the mountaintop.
The orange-red sun was just sinking toward the sea, dyeing the azure ocean as if it were ablaze and draping the lush forests and vast fields below the mountain in a layer of gold.
All colors bloomed with their final brilliance at that moment, then gradually dimmed.
When darkness began to blanket the land, warm lights lit up one after another within and beyond the city, like dazzling gems scattered across black velvet.
It really was beautiful... Klein lowered his gaze, and the warm lights embedded in the dark land reflected in his eyes.
Clang!
A gold coin flew from his hand, spun several times in the air, then fell back into his palm.
After performing a simple divination, he immediately took four steps backward, entered Gray Fog, manifested the sunset he had just seen into an image, and tossed a fragment toward the illusory "star" representing Cyril.
On