"Where did you go after we last met?"
Oswald was in high spirits.
A knight had just reported to him that some charred corpses had been found in the woods.
Needless to say, they were surely a gift from "Duke."
They were the "enemies" who had wanted to seize the wooden box in his possession.
Sifa said casually, "I went to many places. I stayed longest on the Southern Continent."
Oswald nodded. "I thought so too. If you had been on the North Continent, it would have been impossible for there to be no news of you."
Sifa was somewhat surprised. "You were looking for me?"
Oswald said seriously, "We're friends."
The old man continued, "By the way, while you were on the Southern Continent, did you hear of a country called the Crimson Empire?"
Sifa smiled. "It's a newly established country, founded only recently."
Oswald sighed. "I never expected an empire to emerge on the Southern Continent. This is the second empire after Balam."
"The kingdom has already reached an agreement with them. Before long, the kingdom will withdraw from the colonies."
"The colonial era of the Southern Continent is about to end."
Sifa merely smiled without speaking.
As his gaze shifted,
it landed on the wooden box in Oswald's hand.
He frowned slightly. "My friend, it seems you've taken something you shouldn't have."
Oswald froze for a moment and looked at the wooden box in his hand.
Then he raised his head. "What did you sense?"
"An extremely unpleasant aura."
Sifa pinched the bridge of his nose. "It reeks of rotten decay, as though it had just been dug out of a putrefying corpse."
"This is something very ancient, and it has been marked."
Oswald did not doubt his judgment in the slightest. The Weather Fairy incident last