The Eastern District of the Hesperides Islands.
Leikel Cavendish, who had appeared in the humble temple and urged Ieta Cavendish to hand the Authority of Steam over to the family, wore silver-white chain mail etched with intricate magic patterns. His boots rang against the flagstones as he headed toward a temple.
Ever since the Lord of Dawn had fallen and the Lord of Dawn had issued a divine command to purge the Cavendish Family, the family had made its home in the Hesperides Islands.
The Hesperides Islands lay far from the mainland. The sea's violent weather and the Sea Folk who ruled its waters formed natural barriers against attacks by the Church of Dawn.
"Strange. Why call back every family member who's away? Is the Church of Dawn gathering its forces to attack the Hesperides Islands?" Leikel Cavendish muttered as he reached the temple, then strode inside.
The temple was small and crowded, yet it somehow did not feel cramped.
Leikel Cavendish glanced around. Everyone looked grim, and his expression darkened too.
Surely the Church of Dawn wasn't really gathering its forces to attack the Hesperides Islands?
The Cavendish Family had existed since the Third Era and endured across two eras without declining. Its reserves were unfathomably deep, but depth was relative.
Compared with a True God's Church, a Godspawn family without a True God behind it could never measure up.
He spotted a friend and went over to ask quietly, "What's going on? What happened?"
His friend was a handsome young man in gray leather armor over a black shirt.
Seeing Leikel Cavendish, the young man lowered his voice as well. "Last night, the Prophecy Crown foretold a terrible Disaster soon to befall the Hesperides Islands."
A terrible disaster?
"What kind?" Leikel Cavendish asked in a low voice. "Did