A hint of night settled over the boundless Forbidden Lands. Divine Seals wandered through the darkness like ghosts, flickering with eerie light.
Figures diligently searched the Forbidden Lands for Divine Seals on behalf of those two Evil Spirits.
A group walked cautiously through the Dense Forest, sighing as they slowly advanced. A storage box was tied to the thread behind them.
"When will these days of finding Divine Seals for someone else ever end?" a man sighed, kicking a stone in front of him.
Hearing his complaint, a woman gave a bitter laugh.
"Enough. That Evil Spirit only takes our Divine Seals. Having a way to offer them up like this is already good enough."
"Murder and robbery are commonplace in the Forbidden Lands. Although that Evil Spirit takes our Divine Seals, he hasn't taken our lives. Compared to other people, he counts as kind."
The complaining man sighed, knowing she was right.
"Besides..." the woman continued, "with all the trouble those two Evil Spirits have stirred up, no one's murdering people for their treasures anymore. That isn't necessarily a bad thing for us."
Now that every Divine Seal they found had to be handed over, naturally no one killed others to seize their Divine Seals anymore.
Through a chance coincidence, the Forbidden Lands had become much more harmonious than before.
The man shook his head helplessly and said no more. The others smiled helplessly at the sight.
A Divine Seal suddenly appeared in a patch of grass ahead. The group no longer felt their former delight at the sight, merely saying flatly, "There's a Divine Seal!"
"I'll get it!" The woman volunteered and strode toward the grass.
Suddenly, a cool breeze blew past...
Looking beneath the Divine Seal, the woman froze in place, her entire body cold.
The cool