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The Mentor of Deceit, who was only at Sequence 3, looked regretfully at the Monocle in his hand. He ran his fingers over it for a long time before returning it to his pocket.
Amon had lost his main body, as well as the symbol of his Uniqueness and his Sequence One characteristics.
The ability that had once allowed his main body and nearby Amons to sense him simply by "putting on a Monocle" was not only gone, but would now put them in direct danger. Under these circumstances, the Amons had been forced to learn to protect themselves.
But without his Monocle, Amon was merely an unremarkable foreigner. He adjusted the dark scarf around his neck, glanced back at the inn where the Giants had gathered, then turned and walked in the opposite direction.
I have no interest whatsoever in faith in the Fool... but since his believers have appeared here, I should consider whether to move somewhere else. Convergence between non-adjacent pathways isn't that strong. I can still hide for a while.
As the Mentor of Deceit pondered, he sat down in a restaurant on another street. Instead of alcohol, he ordered a cup of hot coffee, along with some distinctly Feysac pancakes, a grilled sausage, and a pie with a little meat in it-this establishment was not particularly small and was one of the busiest restaurants in town, yet it still could not provide anything green. He looked at the other people in the tavern. Their breakfasts were still a staggering combination of hard liquor and pancakes or bread, and their hearty table manners made Amon the most refined person among them.
Why exactly did the main body lose Sefirah Castle...?
*Even if he had done nothing and just stayed in Sefirah Castle, he shouldn't have