The sky gradually brightened, and the sun rose.
No matter how much sorrow and terror the night had held, the sun would always rise, and life would go on.
Weimar and the others had packed their things and were ready to leave.
They had gained plenty this time, enough to live in peace for several years.
And after those years... in this age, not knowing whether you would survive until morning was the norm. If they could live in peace for a few years, what more could they ask for?
They told Pan Long that "Norman" would be very welcome to visit their home. Joseph even drew a map on a piece of cloth with charcoal and explained which roads to take.
The map was crude, but at least it marked the important landmarks along the way. With it to guide him, he should have little trouble finding their town.
"Have you never considered leaving the Ameli Kingdom?" Pan Long asked. "From what you've said, the Calamity only broke out here, didn't it?"
"Of course we have, but all the surrounding countries have sealed their borders." Joseph sighed. "Nobody wants the Calamity breaking out in their own home!"
Pan Long watched them disappear into the distance, then dug a hole, buried the gemstones, and went back into the wealthy district.
He searched the house where he had found the suspect jewelry and discovered signs of people fighting tentacles in more than one place. Yet the Calamity that should have been there—at least one of them—was nowhere to be found.
Since the jewelry had been deliberately left behind, the owner of the house had probably realized something was wrong with it. The likeliest explanation was that the lady of the house had turned into a Calamity while wearing it.
That Calamity