"Um... what are you guys talking about? I... I don't understand at all. Are you saying the Seal is in this direction?"
"Kuruba, Chaku chaku..."
"Huh? I really don't understand what you're saying..."
For Sister Ilois, it was the first time hearing these lively Little Guys speak. The previous night, at most, she'd witnessed the tangible souls of various creatures and occasionally encountered souls about to disperse, surrounded by these star-like little eyes.
But for some reason, tonight these eyes were particularly active, even starting to speak to her.
"Sister Ilois, did you find anything?"
The howling wind was biting cold. Balzac and Helldor caught up to her. They addressed her as she stood on the second-floor corridor of the shrine, but clearly, she hadn't received the answer she was looking for.
