After regaining her senses, Audrey maintained her faint smile as she became wary.
She could vaguely feel a mysterious force pushing her to Hartlarkh, the village with the tradition of dragon-worship.
This was like an arrangement of fate.
Audrey had once entered the Hall of Truth, and she discovered that the murals inside had turned into reality. Furthermore, she knew that the Spectator pathway's Sequence 1 was Author. From this name, she had made some connections, so it was inevitable for her to suspect that something was amiss.
At this moment, Hibbert laughed.
"I've heard of this village. I remember that our family has a manor nearby."
As he spoke, he looked up at the sky.
"It's almost evening. Why don't we stay there and continue hunting tomorrow?"
Alfred wasn't opposed to his elder brother's suggestion. To him, staying the night at whichever manor was essentially the same.
