"So this is the information you found, anything above the darkness will turn into a relic. What causes this relicification? Is it some phenomenon or something?" Julio, formed of sand, said in a deep voice standing in front of Charles.
"I'm not sure; I haven't gone up too high."
After Charles finished speaking, he looked toward a beautiful young girl who had appeared beside him, wearing a long robe, her eyes devoid of the liveliness typical of youth, filled instead with constant worry.
Her melancholy was genuine, and anyone who saw her woeful expression would shiver, her eyes nearly those of an old person whose heart had turned to ashes.
"Who is she?" Charles asked.
Before anyone else could speak, the girl introduced herself in a very soft, pleasant voice.
"Hello, Governor Charles. I've long heard of your name; I am Jenny. With the help of Governor Julio, I have temporarily become the representative of the West Sea Domain."
"West Sea Domain..."
