Facing an Ancient God for a Year

That kind of thing... devour...

As a high-ranking Transcendent, a Night Watchman in the city of Swindlers, Winona always considered herself well-informed.

Yet, today, not only was she repeatedly thwarted in her dealings with the mysterious Grimshaw, but even the situation described by her friend at this moment left her feeling profoundly ignorant once again.

She had arrived as quickly as she deemed possible, and after being shocked by her friend’s strange behavior, she had dashed all the way here, mind entirely focused on confronting the unseen Void. Although that pile of boxes seemed peculiar, she hadn’t thought much of it before.

If what her friend described was true... Winona began to view everything through the corner of her eye, secretly alarmed.

This behavior, seemingly incomparable to any normal person, greatly increased the likelihood that Lek was exhibiting extraordinary anomalies.

So, the question arises now, what exactly is this guy’s purpose here?

It seemed not to be pure malice, yet when discovered, he showed no hesitation in attacking the Night Watchman...

This behavior seemed describable only as insane.

"What else did that guy say?"

"Um... just before disappearing, he mentioned the content of their discussion, stating that when people arrive later, confidentiality wasn’t necessary... It’s as if he knew you would come?"

Claire pondered carefully when asked this by her friend, quickly recalling the bizarre instruction given earlier.