"Are you going with me to see Baleri?"
"No." Anrejock turned over in bed.
This once-proud genius of Falan was now unshaven, lying on the soft bed of a hotel, holding a newly published dictionary from the Holy Alliance.
The previous events had been quite a blow to this talented person from Falan.
Not only had he seen the terrifying machines at the expo, but he also understood their underlying potential.
Anrejock was not narrow-minded. After broadening his knowledge and horizons, he immediately conducted research on the ether clock and the Ethereal Tower.
Realizing the inevitable tie between the Ethereal Tower and the Holy Alliance, Anrejock knew nothing could prevent the rise of the Holy Alliance.
It wasn't because of the Ethereal Tower; such treasures naturally belonged to the strong.
The problem was, the Holy Alliance was that strong entity.
