Meanwhile, next door to the factory, at Seraphine's home.
Mr. Ervin clutched the article Viktor had given him, Zaun, From Whence It Came?. His expression was complicated as he paced anxiously back and forth through his study.
Though he had started out as an apprentice worker, he had kept studying and researching over the years. He had long since shed his former ignorance and become a technical expert in the field.
He understood the article.
He also saw clearly the questions of what and why.
And precisely because he saw them clearly, Erwin was afraid.
Goddess Janna had personally descended, established an organization, raised funds, and promoted such ideas. Th-this was probably going to be something huge!
Erwin felt that he had unknowingly been swept into the eye of a storm.
This storm would surely sweep across heaven and earth.
But as a tiny ant at its center, he might not live to witness that magnificent sight.
What should he do?
Erwin continued pacing as cold sweat quietly seeped from his forehead.
Just then, some movement came from his precious daughter's room.
Concerned, he stepped out of the study and saw Seraphine already twirling her way to the villa's entrance. One hand braced against the wall, she kicked off a slipper, bent one leg up, and used her toes to shove her foot into a pair of stiff leather boots.
"Seraphine, are you going out?"
Erwin looked at his daughter, then at the tiny, adorable Blue Bird perched on Seraphine's shoulder.
He now knew that this Blue Bird was actually an "avatar" of Goddess Janna.
"Where are you going?"
"To the factory." Seraphine excitedly pointed next door. "I 'heard' that everyone from the Wind Takers is over there."
"Uh..." Erwin's expression twisted with unease.
What he feared most now was