Originheart City, second floor of the library.
Angel sat by the window, letting the brilliant sunshine drape over him. In his hands was a thick-bound book titled "Architecture and Art," which he was leafing through slowly.
About a third of the way through, the gray-haired old man sitting opposite Angel let out a regretful "Oh dear" sound.
Angel looked up, and the first thing he saw was a wisp of dust floating leisurely in the air, followed by Nis's helplessly grim expression.
"I chose the wrong activation path at the forty-eighth node of the third wandering," Nis sighed, casually sweeping the debris and dust on the table into the waste bin below.
—These fragments and dust were from a stone slab that bore some representative symbol of the Quest World. Because of the failed decoding, the slab would shatter.
At this point, the trash bin was already filled with sand and stone.
