Jiho evaluated each of the children one by one.
There were forms prepared for them on the stone table—each one simple, yet carefully drawn. Their Fate abilities were recorded in detail, categorized meticulously.
Once the registration process was complete, the children's families were summoned to the castle one by one. Each of them was given twice the usual amount of rations.
Meanwhile, Asogi was still in Ravien's study.
The light had shifted several times throughout the day, shadows moving across the walls, yet he hadn't moved an inch.
Twice, he turned to the door. His hand reached out, fingers nearly touching the handle.
But both times, after a short hesitation, he pulled back and sat down where he started.
There was a distinct tension in his body, a faint pallor on his face. He sat motionless, unresponsive to any sounds from within or outside the room.
As time passed, this waiting became a kind of habit.
It had been fifty-nine hours in the room where Ravien was.
