"So... the central harbor is our destination."

"Yes," says Orwell. "We are head off to the capital in a few days,"

"Before we get to the central harbor, we will need to pa.s.s by to Feuer capital, and then by carriage we will reach Feuer port, which will take us then to the harbor."

"The harbor is the center for transportation overseas in Feuersturm so it is a bit crowded. It is located Eastwards, which means that it will either take us to Magierstadt, and several other archipelagos such as the three tourist spot countries of Zuerst—Elizabethan, Victorian, and Antonettian kingdom."

Faustina nodded as she listened to Orwell closely.

"Abe is here with me, actually," Orwell exclaims. "Actually, he's somewhere else outside the manor, spying," he sighs, "like the Albino that he is."

Faustina nodded slowly. Of course she knew about the Albinos—despite the fact of her being brought upon by Eula alone, she was taught various things like the alpabeth and history, a sc.r.a.p of lessons and the knowledge upon the country, and tales of the pasts. Faustina can recall several with a trigger, since she knew them by Eula's bedtime stories; heroes of Feuersturm and the kings who ruled Eissturm under a cold peace, Verteidigerin being hostile to its alliance, and the mysteries of Zweite.

Now that Eula was gone, she recalled things that Eula has done for her—

What she taught,

what she advised,

and her care.

"Faustina?"

"Oh! Yes, Mister Orwell?"

"Are you alright?" He asks, tilting his head to the side. "Did you hear what I just said?"

"Oh... I'm sorry, what was it?"

"I said we will depart in a few days' time with Abe and Lucas Feuerlon." A map was then laid upon Faustina's desk. "Look at these."

In the map is the ill.u.s.tration of one of Zuerst's nation—the Feuersturm empire; northeast there is a place in the map that is branded as the Feuer capital and not just far ahead from it is the Central Harbor. Faustina smiled; the country was an archipelago, a an a.s.semblage of islands that formed into a nation. Eastwards would take her to Magierstadt and further the eye could see, there would be the continental cliff and the second continent, Zweite.

"When we go to the capital, we'll be meeting with people." Orwell says as he points his finger to the map. "The royal palace is located in a small island that is connected to the capital. The royal palace is surrounded with desolate mountains which guards the castle with the spirits residing within them."

Faustina stared.

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Mountains. Was she from here?

She remembered the night her master died. That's right—it took them just few hours or moments in the carriage before they could deviate from the forest to the main road.

"Mister Orwell," Faustina asks, "is it possible to use magic to speed up traportation or teleport?"

Orwell narrowed his gaze.

"In the language of Mystisch, it is not." He says. "But the Opus says otherwise. Why do you ask?"

Faustina narrowed her gaze.

"Nothing." She answers. "Last question—do you know where to find a small town in the mountains?"

"Well we could search for it in the archives." He says. "The archives keeps everything. Good thing I kept a copy with me,"

Faustina beamed, "really?"

"Yes." Orwell answers. "Why?"

"Well... it's just... something special." Faustina fidgeted, unsure to tell Orwell or not. "It's just where my master brought me when I was a kid." Faustina says tentatively, and then realized from Orwell's nod of aggrement about his ignorance of who Faustina's master is.

"So this master of yours is the one who picked you up, huh?" Orwell says. "That's good. So, what's the village's name?"

"Nebel."