Two weeks later, Rose Iron Prison, Warden's Office.
Aiden concluded the work at hand, brewed himself a cup of tea, and began his brief rest.
Nevertheless, even as he temporarily stepped away from his work, his mind continued to deeply ponder issues—unrelated to his duties, but more urgent than them.
As the Fantasist had said, he had now entered the final stages of the game, approaching the endgame. The hints from the Fantasist were the keys to unlocking this final phase.
However, he was one step away from this endgame; without first resolving the issue with Mr. Bloodveil, everything else was moot.
Over these many days, he had tried to search again for the watchers of the Blood Moon Cult, but they had not appeared again. Mr. Bloodveil would not lack such cannon fodder, and Aiden did not believe Mr. Bloodveil would be stingy with their lives.
