At the foot of Guru Mountain.
Elder Rostellum was deeply disturbed by the entire abnormal phenomenon. Could it be true that Guru Mountain holds some secret? Could the White Cloud Fruit really exist? If all this was real, did that mean real monsters existed?
Elder Rostellum now understood the debacle regarding the Rabbit Monster.
Although he felt the Alchemy Workshop's actions were extreme, he didn't see anything inappropriate about them. For the sake of strengthening the empire's power, sacrifices had to be made. Those who voluntarily offered their bodies as the honorable Seven Knights had no reason to resent the Chief Alchemist, even though his strategy was questionable at best.
Rostellum was just a humble county chief, unaccustomed to pondering such deep matters, and thus, he couldn't distinguish right from wrong.
But the abnormal sensations now were too strong to be ignored. As a Politician, his Sound Sensing Skill told him a storm was brewing. He continued to feel uneasy.
