But Edward was not particularly happy. Adam's death still weighed heavily on his heart, giving him an oppressive sense of an approaching storm, yet there was nothing he could do.
Occasionally, he even considered having Klein send him to the Forsaken Land of the Gods as a sacrifice again so he could ask about it in person. But whenever he thought of Amon, who was like a walking plague, and "Adam the Creator," whose attitude remained unclear, he could only abandon the idea-lest he deliver himself to their doorstep to die.
Just as he thought of this, Edward's spirituality stirred. He sensed a prayer coming through the Sea God Scepter. Unlike the unconscious praise and prayers of the Rhosid natives, it carried a clear intent to communicate.
The Resistance Army had brought news that they had located Roy King. He was in Bayam's Governor's Mansion.
Edward froze. Didn't I just go to the Governor's Mansion this morning to check? Was my divination wrong then, or was Roy King only taken there after I left?
Either way, he would have to make another trip.
Bayam, in the dungeon of the Governor's Mansion.
Klein looked at the two men before him, putting on a cold, aloof air.
He had already learned their identities from the secretary, Lü Er'an. The refined-looking man in glasses was Roy King of the School of Life, whom they had mentioned last night, while the fat man was his student.
This fatty...
Klein pondered. He really does seem to be the apothecary I met at that Extraordinary Gathering. Why did he come to Bayam?
From their few brief interactions, Klein felt that although this fat apothecary had a vicious tongue, his heart was in the right place. Perhaps he could be considered a good person? Then the