Bang, bang, bang—
The bathhouse doors were knocked on.
"Lord Dan Heng... it's me."
Hearing Castorice's voice, Dan Heng slowly rose to his feet, walked straight to the doors, and pulled them open.
"Lord Dan Heng, hello. I hope I haven't disturbed your rest." Castorice smiled faintly.
"Not at all." Dan Heng led Castorice into the bathhouse. Yan Huan, who was playing a game, glanced at her and asked:
"Is Aglaea sending out another mission?"
After sitting down, Castorice gently shook her head.
"Not exactly..."
"Seeing that you are still so full of energy, Lord Yan Huan, truly moves me."
"Actually, I came to visit unannounced because of a... personal wish."
"May I ask you to hear my request? I would like to ask you to accompany me to retrieve something."
"Ummmm..."
"I suddenly got very sleepy."
Yan Huan put down his phone and swiftly closed his eyes.
"It isn't anything troublesome, so please don't worry." Castorice smiled lightly.
"It should not take long to get there from here. Shall we... go?"
Under Castorice's guidance, Yan Huan was somewhat reluctant, but he was still led toward the overflowing main pool.
Many citizens had gathered there at the moment, engaged in heated discussion.
"It seems the public vote on [the possibility of the Golden Age's return] has already begun... There are so many people." Gazing at the crowd, Castorice could not help lowering her eyes slightly.
Wherever there was a vote, there would be disagreement, and where there was disagreement, there would be argument.
"I want to vote!" an Oloronis follower shouted. "I want to vote! How do I vote?!"
With his arms folded, a Taranton follower explained:
"Take your pottery shard bearing Kephale's rune, choose the Elder Council in your heart and pray silently until the shard records your choice.