Daphne furrowed her brows, her face crinkled into a mass of runes:
"Haven't you given up yet?"
Ethan nodded emphatically: "The Celestial Blossom is crucial to me; I must take it with me."
Daphne's brows tightened: "Treasure thieves are all the same; your covetous heart will be the death of you."
Ethan did not respond; his mind was in the midst of a brainstorm, contemplating how to break the impasse.
Since this quest had been issued, there must be a way to solve it.
Even if it was a dead-end, there had to be a method to break through.
Ethan muttered, "The appearance of the Celestial Blossom is related to two things."
"Which two things?" Unbeknownst to Ethan, Daphne had already gathered quite a pile of dead branches and kindled a bonfire.
"The first is Phito. He is an envoy of an empire; even the most powerful magus couldn't possibly possess the Celestial Blossom."
