What was going on?
Standing in front of the house, Charlotte began to doubt her memory again.
Could what happened in this town a month ago have been nothing more than an unusually vivid dream? Had I simply slept at the inn after reaching Beimang, dreamed of that priest who worshipped the "Creator," and heard him tell the legend of the Creator awakening and reclaiming His authority?
Yet an extremist sect worshipping the "True Creator" really had appeared in Trier. The gathering token Valentinus of the Aurora Order had given her bore an upside-down figure remarkably similar to the Creator's statue. Even those fanatics' belief that the Seven Gods were false gods who had stolen His authority matched the blond priest's account.
Could that really be a coincidence?
Suppressing the conjectures that kept surfacing, Charlotte walked around the house and carefully examined its surroundings. Nothing had visibly changed since a month ago, except that the building that should have been a church was now an inhabited home.
She even felt the urge to activate Spirit Vision and inspect the building inside and out for anomalies, but in the end, she did nothing.
When dealing with things I don't understand and whose origins are unknown, recklessly using Spirit Vision is often more dangerous than relying on my eyes alone-Father and Lila are here, along with the other servants and guards. I can't take risks lightly-wait, Lila!
Charlotte's eyes lit up. She hurried back to the inn, which now had a different sign, and found her personal maid unpacking and cleaning their room. "Lila, do you remember what happened the last time we stayed in this town?"
"I remember a little." The maid gave her mistress a curious look as she recalled, "The couple were so welcoming. Their daughter was helping out