Hadekain, Yuklines castle. Looking up at the moon rising in the night sky, Yeriel sighed.

Are you worried about your brother?

At Primiennes words, she sharply narrowed her eyes and turned to look at her.

No? I was thinking about the future.

The continent, about the apocalypse the Altar was spreading, and the nations that would be shaken. Yeriel was thinking about the path Yukline would take.

This time, the order of repression came for religion.

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