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, ...
But I didn't find any clues at home, so I hope I can find it somewhere else.
"Where else are you going?"
"A cemetery."
Sean said.
There was a cemetery in the small town of Thelmian dedicated to the Vegel family. The newest cemetery was dedicated to the previous generation of Baron Vegel, who had been buried three or four months earlier, when he had just arrived in this world...
"here it is……"
"The Viger family's tomb, my father is buried here." Sean told Igonia.
Although she wasn't quite sure, Ignia probably guessed what Sean was going to do, otherwise he wouldn't have come to a place like this...
"Sean, you want to confirm whether your mother is a witch, but it seems that you have not found any clues except the necklace of the Sun Crown."
"That's why I'm here..." Sean said.
"Wait, Sean."
Suddenly Ignia called out to him.
"how?"
"There are signs of corrosion here," said Igonia.
Looking at her groping in the grass, this was probably caused by the drugs, so Sean didn't see anything unusual. Of course, there is another possibility that the source of the release is underground.
"It's summer now, but there are no weeds on the ground, and the soil has gone bad." He grabbed a handful of soil and put it in his hand.
At this time, the attributes finally appeared in Sean's field of vision:
[Desolate Land]
It feels loose in the hand like a ball of sand and cannot be picked up at all.