In the Great Library, just as the Overseers of Scribes and Binders left the study, Plotter felt a tug in his heart and stopped in his tracks. The smile in his lips gradually turned down.
Behind him, Clandestine crossed her arms. "Why did you stop?"
Plotter didn't answer, instead, he pulled a phone out of thin air. Hands trembling, he unlocked it. Right after the lock screen faded, a notification flashed in front of him.
Plotter's body stiffened.
[Propagator is requesting a petal from Incarnation Siel to keep the Stars of Life from running.]
"A petal..."
"Huh?" Clandestine went to his side. "What happened to you? You're pale."
This was the first time Clandestine had seen him truly looking out of sort. Even when the World Immortal suspended him and the Minstrels, he never acted this way, but now...
Plotter continued to look at the screen, unmoving.
