In the East District, Cyril hailed a carriage at an intersection and prepared to head to Harvest Cathedral in the South Bridge District.
He had just attended a gathering organized by the old gentleman Eye of Wisdom, but had gained nothing.
Five or six days had passed since he finished digesting the Trickmaster potion, yet he had not found even the slightest clue about Meteorite Crystal, the final ingredient for his Astrologer potion.
Actually, he had an absolutely reliable method: ask Adam or a member of the Twilight Hermit Order for help.
But he had no way to contact members of the Twilight Hermit Order directly, and he did not want to ask Adam for help.
"If I'd known, I would have asked King of the Black Throne Baros Hopkins for his contact information."
"Ugh, being a wild Beyonder is really hard..."
After sighing twice, he suddenly thought of something important and hurriedly urged the coachman to change course. They would first go to the steam train station, then take a detour back to the South Bridge District.
Ever since his chance encounter with Ince Zangwill and 0-08, he had been unwilling to go near that place.
But something had suddenly occurred to him.
By his calculations, Klein should be arriving in Backlund around now. He planned to try and run into him. As for whether they would actually meet, he would leave that to Fate; he had simply been inspired to give it a try.
Under the assault of extra money, the coachman readily agreed to the detour.
He drove carriages for money. If someone was willing to pay, he would gladly circle all of Backlund.
Whooo!
A somewhat distant train whistle echoed through the air. Cyril pushed open the carriage window and thoughtfully looked toward the steam