At Mulan's words, Shire and Farolynch were staggered by everything the word "resurrection" implied, but both also thought of the same person.
"Priest Evan?"
Farolynch sat up. Still lying on the grass, Shire turned toward Mulan too and saw the sword in his hand.
"When do we start?"
Mulan sheathed Fang again and gazed at the blue sky inside the secret realm, no different from the sky outside.
"Once the Quinas People arrive, we can begin preparations. Judging by the time, they should be here soon."
Some members of the Raven Church were making their way toward Great Oak Town in Kingsbia. They approached from different directions along different routes, bringing some of the Quinas Civilization's more obscure books and transcriptions of stone inscriptions, along with materials and manpower to begin constructing a special totem inside the secret realm.
At that very moment, a group of Raven Church followers sat aboard a train from Niptiles Port to Lorint. Compared with before, they felt both excited and calm, no longer plagued by their old anxiety.
Now they were traveling with the hearts of pilgrims toward the "Silias" the Apostle had spoken of.
"What kind of place is it?"
"Yes, what kind of place could the Apostle call Dawn's holy land?"
The Raven Church officiant leading them leaned against the table at his seat, but he was neither sleeping nor resting. His lips moved constantly as he prayed to the Raven Queen and the Apostle.
The train stopped at Lorint's station on schedule, and the Raven Church followers disembarked in all manner of everyday clothing: women carrying worn bags or wicker baskets, gentlemen with suitcases, and ordinary working folk who looked to be in a hurry.
Some changed trains or hired carriages outright, while others bought passage on boats along the inland