For some people, the older they grew the more crooked they became. For instance, those from the Council of Elders. For some people, the older they grew the wiser and wilier they became. For instance, Moon Praying Shrine’s Lord Priest. Without any communication, he could rely on just his own extrapolations and experience to completely understand the situation. One had no choice but to acknowledge just how sharp his judgment was.

No one disagreed with the Lord Priest’s words; they only expressed their joy and happiness towards the treatment that the Saint Flower would soon receive. Within Moon Praying Shrine, this old priest had a status comparable to that of His Majesty within the capital city. No…it was actually far higher than that. This was because this priest was not only the one who wielded the highest power, but also because he was the spiritual leader and beacon of light who led them forwards.

Two days later, Great Glory Gambling Hall’s great doors were pushed open. Because they had announced their closure earlier, the surroundings were in a rare state of quiet. A carriage was waiting, one that had the emblem representing the full might of Moon Praying Shrine. It was an image of a moon hanging high above the seas, the waves below gently moving with the breeze as numerous moons were reflected in the waters below.

Outside the gambling hall, there were still some people gathered....