Hunger!
Overwhelming hunger!
Like a traveler stranded in the desert without water catching sight of a glass of ice water!
Even though Arthur was only seeing it through the [Exquisite Puppet]'s eyes, he couldn't help swallowing.
Thump! Thump, thump!
Arthur's heart pounded harder.
At that moment, every cell in his body began to scream.
That scale before him...
Was his!
He would have it!
No one could stand in his way!
Arthur sat upright, set aside the little tea snack in his hand, and threw himself wholeheartedly into playing Grindelwald-
"The 'Holy Serpent Shield'?
Forgive my ignorance, but where did this shield come from?"
Curiosity appeared on Grindelwald's face.
Mr. Gwen, beside him, looked much the same.
In fact, Mr. Gwen was even more curious.
His historical research had led him to discover the people of the Mystical Side hidden in the shadows, but his knowledge of the powers of the Mystical Side was another matter.
He had rarely had the chance to see them firsthand.
So he would not let a single opportunity slip by.
"Grindelwald, have you heard of the Snake Sect?
The organization with a long legacy on the West Coast.
When it split, some young people brought this 'Holy Serpent Shield' away with them, and it became one of their holy relics."
Toran repeated the explanation the High Priest had given him.
Toran trusted his High Priest implicitly and naturally would never think the High Priest was bluffing him.
Likewise, Achisto trusted Greisa Hamlet, believing that the Grand Duke's eldest son would not deceive him.
And Greisa had cleverly chosen just the right slice of history.
The Snake Sect had split more than once after leaving the West Coast.
The first split had taken place after they left the West Coast.
After reaching the East Coast,