'Perhaps believers of the Red Moon Church can freely use the power of the Red Moon's pollution?'
'If that's true, then believing in the Red Moon Church might not be a bad choice...'
"But even with so many people dying, many of our companions are still willing to flock to Laos every day. At least there's a place there to shelter from the Red Moon."
"So where were you before?"
"In the mountains east of Caster..."
The driver hesitated, not continuing. Instead, he said, "We'll be at your destination in two minutes."
"Alright."
Wei'en wisely chose not to press further. Life was already so difficult for people inside the city-states; he couldn't even imagine the hellish scenes that lay beyond...
"You're welcome to ride with me again. It was a pleasure talking with you."
"Likewise."
Wei'en and Tina disembarked from the carriage. He took 8 pence from his pocket, placed it in the cardboard box in front of the driver's seat, and said, "Goodbye."
"Goodbye, my friendly Investigator."
