Chapter 9: Knowledge and Power
An early morning fog engulfed Beland.
The heavy rain that lasted for several days finally stopped. The dampness mixed with the smell of soil wafted through the air.
Shen Yi, who laid on the bed, opened his eyes to the relatively familiar ceiling and sat up from the bed.
Everything that happened yesterday: the cult, summoning, fire, was like a fantastic dream.
But he knew best in his heart that what happened these days was real.
"It's a new day and a new beginning. I hope there is no new call." Shen Yi sighed, not knowing when the next summoning would be.
Nolan was a foggy country, especially the capital Beland, which is called the ‘Fog Capital' by people around the world for its alternate bouts of fog and rain.
Standing at the door, Shen Yi shook his head. Today's fog is too heavy, the business won't be good today.
"But whether business is good or bad, it is no longer an important issue."