Chapter 52: Beliefs

Some time had passed since Ariel had left Aron's new residence. Currently he was crouching on the floor with a peculiar brush in hand as he drew strange golden runes on the wooden floor.

'This should suffice.' He thought to himself before standing up while showing a look of satisfaction as he looked at the countless runes he had drawn all over the walls and floor.

These symbols soon gave off a brief glow before fading one by one as if they were never there in the first place. 'That took far longer than I expected but the night is still young, it was necessary to ensure this place truly is secure and private' Aron thought as he turned to a clock on the wall.

It was rectangular in shape and had seventeen numbers indicated on it and only one hour hand with no minute hand. What this clock indicated by it's design was that a day in Pesia lasted thirty four hours although it lacked the unit of minutes and second.