"I am Ken Carter."
The old man's voice was low, even trembling a bit, "I am a Ritualist… born in Nata County."
Nata County…
Annan frowned slightly.
He indeed had heard of this place… It wasn't anywhere good.
Nata County was a Viscount's domain close to the western boundary of Noah. It was topographically similar to Roth Fort, but the difference lay in the fact that… To the west of it, there was nothing at all.
Indeed, the farthest west was the edge of Noah Kingdom's barrier.
In these past few decades, even the city west plains of Nata County – and a third of a city district – had been entirely eroded away by the encroaching Mist. This degree of erosion had become half of the city after just five years.
At such a distance, the barrier couldn't possibly block all penetration of the Mist.
The curse, visible to the naked eye like dust, fluttered within the city – during the day, the entire city was shrouded in gray, while towards evening the sky would turn a bloody red.
