Atop a tall building directly opposite 3 Levitt Street.
Joey's trench coat snapped in the night wind. He adjusted his top hat, turned, and vanished into the darkness.
He clearly stood little chance of finding useful clues on his own. Early the next morning, Joey sought out Nome-and learned something else in the process. Freya had disappeared.
"Perhaps we could work together!" Joey suggested.
Nome's brow was deeply furrowed. Freya's disappearance had already left him frantic. He had not wanted to see Joey at all and had only agreed because of his relentless pestering.
He had intended to brush Joey off, but those words sparked a little interest.
"I don't see what use you could possibly be."
Harsh as it sounded, that was precisely what Nome thought.
"What if I told you I knew why Professor Freya disappeared?"
Those few words from Joey instantly chilled the atmosphere to freezing. It was the supernatural agitation Nome was unconsciously emitting.
"You had better think this through. The price of deceiving a Priest is more than you can bear."
Joey nodded and said calmly:
"I suspect Professor Freya's disappearance has something to do with a clay sculpture."
They went to the detached faculty residences at Hawkins University.
Nome pushed open the door to Freya's home. Everything was just as it had been during his visit the previous night. Apart from the broken monster sculpture in the studio, nothing seemed out of place.
Joey stepped forward, picked up the fragments from the floor one by one, and pieced them together.
Nome waited in anxious bewilderment. A pile of cigarette butts had already accumulated on the floor.
Lia Pier was a small, remote harbor, one of tens of thousands across Isamott. The fact that the sanctuary had stationed only a single Sequence 9 Holy Knight