The silver moon was not there tonight. Only a couple of starts could be seen.
Standing in front of the window, Lucien looked out of the curtain and felt a bit disappointed, since his Blessing couldn’t be fully activated without the silver moon. Tonight only his speed and agility could reach a knight level, but his physical strength would not be as good as when the moon was out.
"At least I can still see some stars, or I wouldn’t even be able to calculate the coordinate of the entrance of the magic lock." Lucien comforted himself, "And it’s safer to hide in the dark without the moonlight."
According to the ancient script he had read before, the entrance of the magic lock called Grand Cross kept changing its location every ten minutes together with the continuously moving stars, until the sun rose up.
Around eleven at night, Lucien put on his hooded black robe.
