Bivis replied in his sleep without a hint of abnormality, "We've been there, we went not long ago. It really is a beautiful place."
Sifa nodded and continued, "I heard you peddled a radio there. You claimed that the radio occasionally received radio waves from who knows where, and accurately predicted upcoming local weather changes?"
"That's right, my friend. Do you want one too?"
"Pity it was already bought by a collector in Constant City." Bivis closed his eyes, yet wore an expression that seemed to feel sorry for Sifa.
Sifa gave a light scoff. "That really is a pity."
"Right, Mr. Bivis. Can you tell me where you acquired this magical radio?" Sifa finally asked the most crucial question.
Bivis frowned slightly, appearing to reminisce, and a moment later his brow smoothed out.
"I remember now."
"I bought it from a local fellow in Damir Port."
"He got it from the telegraph office in Bansy Harbor. He told me that after terrible changes occurred in Bansy Harbor and it was sealed off by the Church of Storms, only those familiar with the terrain like him could sneak in."
"He scavenged quite a few things out of Bansy Harbor, and that radio was his biggest haul."
A flash of surprise crossed Sifa's eyes.
That wireless radio had actually been stolen from inside Bansy Harbor. This answer caught Sifa quite by surprise.
Earlier at the Tarot Club, he had heard the Hanged Man mention that Bansy Harbor had experienced terrifying events due to the holding of bloody sacrifices, causing the Church of Storms to blockade it.
That wireless radio had actually flowed out of Bansy Harbor, and linked with Bansy Harbor holding the title of the "Museum of Weather", it was also the place where descendants of the King of Angel