The shadows of the old world, the tides of the new era. Light and darkness, chaos and dawn... arise alternately in a world of machinery and witchcraft!
But what does this have to do with me, ...
Alphonse had been walking at the front of the group with Sean. Seeing that Sean had been saying something but hadn't, he had been following him closely, so he probably couldn't help but say it.
"Sir Sean."
"What?" I thought to myself that I had actually been able to hold it in all the way.
"Actually, I've heard of the goatman you mentioned before..."
Um?
The sound wasn't loud enough, so the two people present could probably hear each other.
"I don't know if Sir Sean has heard of the Book of the Dead. The reason I came here this time is actually for this reason..." It was only at this time, after having experienced a battle, that Alphonse was willing to tell the purpose of his visit.
"What is that? A book, or some kind of spell."
This name sounds like something like undead magic or the breath of death.
"It's a book that only appears orally. I don't know what it is exactly, but it has always been passed down and copied by people who explore and pursue forbidden knowledge. It records many strange and bizarre events and knowledge. There is one in the swamp in the Tacoma area... I used to just listen to it as a story, but after this incident, I really wanted to take a look... And now..."
“And yet it turned out like this.”
No one could have imagined that an entire region would become like this.
What kind of powerful magic could cause this!
What Sean wants to find most right now is Frelia and the others. If they are present, many things may become clearer.