Inside the carriage.
He gazed out the window, watching the dreamlike scenery of the hazy gray mist flash by.
Scenes from his recent conversation with Marquis Albert replayed in his mind.
"Stories about you are already circulating in Ogrande City."
"You must have forged your own Sacred Mark, and possessing one makes you a target for the hunt."
"After all, you're only Level 4."
"If you feel you're in danger, you should spend more time hiding out in Split Mist Town."
"You could even just go into hiding completely."
Even though Zorn himself was at Level 8 of his Sequence, he could tell from the Marquis's tone that the powerful Soul Shepherd was wary of the Harvester Temple, a mysterious organization from the Saintisman Empire.
And rightfully so.
The Harvester Temple was one of the more powerful organizations, one with a deep and storied history.
Back when he was a Player, Zorn had taken on the Harvester Sequence many times.
