The captains refused to engage in further conversation with Charles. Their icy glares spoke volumes of their unwillingness, and their silence was a clear display of their hostility toward the outsider.0

Perplexed, Charles rubbed the mark on his neck as he stepped out of the Association. He seemed to have unknowingly gotten himself tangled in a struggle between cults.1

Giant Bird of Suffering? What in the world is that?0

Looking at the bustling port before him, Charles was suddenly at a loss. The map of the Sea of Mist didn't seem to be some highly valuable, coveted secret here. However, the religious tension had added layers of complication to the matter.0

Perhaps I should look for it in the black market or have Lily's mice steal a copy. This should be a trifling...0