"This kind of noble status probably has nothing to do with someone like me... right?"
Immediately afterward, Cyrene drew another card, this one depicting Tribbie, Trianne, and Tine—the three little ones.
"This is the [Gateway Artisan]. Among the countless Gateways, she can point people toward the correct path."
The message from the [Gateway Artisan] read:
[We erased our thousandfold ears and eyes, all so we could listen more intently to the whispers within the temple!]
"Wow..." Phainon exclaimed. "It really sounds like I can hear echoes from the temple, mixed with... children's songs?"
"It feels solemn and extraordinary, yet somehow approachable..."
Yan Huan gazed at the Oracle cards in Cyrene's hand and indeed sensed a faint energy.
"Wait, let me see the rest of the cards..."
Yan Huan took the Oracle cards and discovered that this set was filled with familiar faces.
After handing the [Savior] card to Phainon, he put the remaining cards back.
"All right, this one's yours."
"Hm? Mine?"
Phainon held the Savior card and asked in confusion:
"Partner, are you saying that I might really become the Savior someday?"
"Don't you think the person on this card looks exactly like you?"
"Does he? He's not as handsome as me..."
Yan Huan: "..."
After a moment of silence, Laigushi's figure slowly appeared beside Yan Huan.
"In the tiny Aedes Elysiae, countless figures—some noble, some legendary—descended in a single night."
"The Weaver, the Gateway Artisan, the King, the Wayfarer, the Maid, the Physician, the Scholar..."
"Their words, and the 'wishes' gradually revealed within them, sketched out the young man's first image of the outside world."
Laigushi said calmly:
"There were battlefields of Strife, sanctuaries filled with golden radiance, and many words he could not yet understand—places utterly different from the village he had known since childhood, a village