After hesitating for a moment, Acheron finally spoke slowly:
"To find that legacy, I visited various Dreamscapes after checking into Penacony and conducted many investigations, coming into contact with quite a few guests along the way. During this process, I gradually realized...
"Penacony's secrets... may be intimately connected to the Trailblaze of the past.
"So I came to seek your help. I don't have sufficient evidence, but I would like to suggest a possibility: the source of every tragedy is lurking within the Family. If you're willing to trust me, we can find the facts to substantiate it together.
"Mr. Welt, I believe you reached the same conclusion long ago."
Old Yang looked at Acheron before him without speaking for some time. After several seconds of silence, he finally nodded.
"...Let's leave it there. For now, I'll trust that you mean no harm.
"Share your findings with me-just between the two of us. Until we find concrete evidence, I don't want ambiguous speculation interfering with anyone else's judgment."
"All right." Acheron nodded.
From this point onward, this Galaxy Ranger and Old Yang seemed to have reached some kind of shared understanding.
"...Oh, would you like something to drink? How about two glasses of 'Waking from a Dream' before we leave... no, four. Because the conversation ahead... will last a long time."
Reality, the Astral Express.
Of the two gazes that had originally pierced deep into the stars through the carriage window, only one remained.
Fuli was still watching the enormous Star Beast lying dormant in the depths of the Sea of Stars. That terrifying, amalgamated monster now had its eyes tightly shut and floated quietly in the vacuum. For the moment, this behemoth seemed unlikely to make any further unusual movements.
And so Fuli settled down, their perception spreading