The third labyrinth, too, lay on an island.
Well, it couldn't be called just an island anymore, as seen from the sea. The shoreline stretched endlessly, almost resembling a continent. Had Charles not calculated their voyage and known they had not yet reached the New Continent and were still in the Agres Sea, he might have suspected that they had indeed arrived at the New Continent.
Aboard the Holy Light Divine State Title, Charles gazed at the land ahead. Its coastal side was lined with shallow beaches, clearly unsuitable for large ships to dock, compelling the fleet to drop anchor far out at sea. Beyond the sprawling beaches were towering cliffs, upon which a temple had been constructed.
Unlike the previous two labyrinths, which had been palace-like, this labyrinth was a temple, which struck Charles as slightly odd. He contemplated in secret, "Has Agmilas captured the realm of an Evil God again?"
