Shard and the witches were now located in Rolandta Manor to the north of the city. The dining room was adorned with antique oil paintings and metal armor, with red and blue tapestries alternately appearing on the walls between the slender floor-to-ceiling windows, while old gas lamps quietly illuminated the restaurant under the foggy afternoon.
Shard's right index finger touched the area in front of his earlobe as he cocked his head and looked unconsciously at the gold and silverware on the table:
"It sounds like an urban legend, but since even ordinary people can now feel the Interstice, we probably can't delay the 'Holy Tree Scar' ceremony."
"Tomorrow or the day after, either Monday or Tuesday."
Granny Cassandra gave the specific dates:
"Sicarl Mountain is now completely sealed off, with local military and police ensuring no one gets through on the outskirts.
