First Interaction

"From my understanding, the dusts are the natural phenomenon in the world, and dustborn are extraordinary being who harness these dust…" Toward the end of her sentence, she wasn't too sure about this herself.

"You are not wrong…" He nodded, then proceeds to elaborate further on this point," Although you are not wrong, it is not entirely correct either." 

"Dustborn are those who have awakened their spirituality, through this, we use dust to do our bidding." It is when he reached this point did he emphasized, his gaze glanced at Yin San for a moment," I said 'use', but in truth, we are not using it, but simply borrowing it!" 

"Borrowing…", She repeated under her breath. This words seemed to contain a greater truth that grazed past her mind. At the same time, her understanding of the man opposite of her grew to a level of respect. 

This person is clearly knowledgeable… He must be a dustborn! She tried to observes the man's feature, but it was ordinary, nothing stand out. 

After seeing her understood what he said, he continued," It's not difficult to become a dustborn, what is more crucial is grasping the corresponding inheritance relating to that dust!" 

Upon hearing that keyword, "Inheritance", she fell into deep thought. There was a look of concern and worry growing on her soft face. 

There are countless dust in this world, they all can be used in a combination of ways. An inheritance from a dustborn contains the dustborn's understanding accumulated over the years. 

You can imagine dust as an ingredient, and the usage of dust is like cooking. The product is the effect. To achieve the desired effect, a recipe is necessary. This is important to understand.

Because an inheritance is not just a single recipe, but an entire recipe book!

At this moment, the voice at the center of the roundtable spoke. This immediately made them turn their head. 

"Why don't you go to the Church of the Night-Mother? Or the Church of the Eternal Sun?" Yin San said.

This made her raise her head in surprised. Not expecting this mysterious figure to reply, and more shockingly, the content of his words. 

Mr. December can tell I am currently residing near one of the churches? She was a little frightened, but at the same time, understood.

It's not surprising that this hidden existence knows… it's weirder if he didn't know… She comforts herself. 

"Actually, I did approach one of the churches, but they require you to join their ranks in order to qualified for the inheritance… I like my freedom, if I have to join their rank, then I may as well not ask…" Her words trailed weaker toward the end, as though there was some hesitation in it. 

Clearly, she did have some consideration before asking this question. 

With her status, she indeed have the chance of becoming a dustborn through another organization, but their condition did not meet her need. 

Yin San nodded, and offered an alternative. 

"I am interested in history, as well as its hidden secrets. If you were to provide such information, we can considered a trade." He said concisely, inwardly, his thought wandered to the past.

In my past life, I pursue power without any interested in the secrets of the world or its history... I realized now that I'm lacking in information, I have a feeling this will be useful to me this time! 

"This can be considered an equivalent exchange." 

An exchanged with a figure such as him? A hidden entity? The quiet man who sat on opposite of her direction was the first to react. His mind were flickering with traces of surprise and excitement. 

Meanwhile, the moment she hear his words, her eyes burst with light. There was a wild enthusiasm coursing through her figure as her thought ran. 

At the same time, a mental image of Yin San's figure formed inside the quiet man's mind. A hidden existence, perhaps one that is recovering. This explains why he is interested in the world's history and its secret. 

As for the reason for his assumption of Yin San's status being a hidden existence, its simple.

This mysterious figure matched the description of a 'hidden existence'. This made him revered Yin San even more. 

These hidden existence are often dangerous. Attempting to pry into their secrets is no different from seeking death. 

Even a mention can induce a calamity. 

On one hand, the 'December' has just awoken, does this explain his request regarding the gathering of information? On the other hand, he may need our help to handle certain matters that can be considered inconvenient for him? 

Upon thinking of this, he turn his head to look at the feminine figure on the other side of the round table.

Has she reached the same conclusion? He had deduced that she was a lady of considerable status, a noble, someone of the surface world. This was because of clues from the manner of her speech, as well as conduct when she bowed toward Mr. December. 

More importantly, when she mentioned that she approached one of the churches on the surface world.

Not to mention her bright blonde hair, a trait which cannot be hidden even by the thick fog. 

"Ahem Mr. December, I am interested by what you mean world's history and secrets… What can be considered a secret?" She inquired. It was not that she didn't understand his words, but rather, the meaning of his words differ from person to person. 

To her, a secret may be a duke having an affair with another lady. But to Mr. December, a secret might be something else entirely.

But quickly, she lowered her head.

"I apologized, since Mr. December has introduced himself, I think its appropriate we may introduce ourselves as well, so as to address one another in a more convenient manner…" She hurriedly corrected her behavior, sending glances at the man on the other side, then looked at the center seat.

His eyes was close, as though not paying attention to her words. Only when he felt her gaze did he opened them.

"Go ahead." He said, acknowledging her request. 

Seeing this, she instantly recalled Mr. December title.

His title is clearly based on the month of the year… As a guest of Mr. December, I should follow his custom and share a familiar themed name… This can be considered showing a degree of respect toward him…

She smiled and a month emerged from her mind. And as she glance around the table, she said.

"September! I will be September… This is the month of Autumn!"

For some reason, her voice were proud and a little mischievous as she finish her sentence.

September? The month of the year? This is clearly a codename. He was cautious, and seeing as she was following a certain theme for her name, it would be improper if he did not do the same.

Since they both found themselves in this situation, it was better to make the best of it rather than fighting against the figure sitting at the center.

"March." He said with no further description.

Hearing this, Autumn side eye him once more, before retracting her gaze back to the roundtable.

Mr. March is a cautious man... On another look, she realized her current situation was quite interesting.

It feels like im participating in a secret organization, adopting different aliases beneath the hidden corners of society… How exciting!

She blinked her eyes repeatedly, finally taking in the situation at face value.

I-Isn't this what I have always wanted?! To step into the world of mysticism and be mysterious? Oh Autumn! How fortunate you are… Then, her thought stopped, before jotting down some mental notes.

"Although Mr. December resembled those mentioned hidden entity… he seemed quite benevolent. Perhaps he is one of those benevolent figure?"

"Who knows what my fate will be if he was malicious…"

For a moment, Yin San felt his eyes itched, but he didn't rub them and sneered.

"Is someone cursing me under their breath? No that's not possible, I'm just a nobody right now in the Crimson Shore…"

At this moment, Yin San proceeds to address Ms. September inquiry.

"The secrets I mentioned is just as you suspected. It should involved the world of mysticism… As for its values, I will be the judge…"

He wasn't worried about being cheated. After all, with all his years of experience, even if he couldn't discern the truth from their words, he can at least infer if it is true or false. 

Not to mention, he was sure Ms. September wouldn't dare to pull the rug under his feet. As for Mr. March, he was well aware of the man's misgiving. Even then, he was sure that the latter will stay in line.

At the same time, he states his first request. Yin San raised his hand, stirring the power of the white castle, then conjuring an image in the palm of his hand.

"If you happen to obtain these scattered notes or papers just like this one, you can trade them with me."

March and Autumn interest heightened. They both leaned forward from their seat to take a closer look at the notes. It contained cryptic symbols, impossible to decipher.

As for the notes itself, it was nothing extraordinary, resembling a standard piece of parchment widely used by the common people.

Yin San didn't disclose the secrets, or information about the notes, treating it as a casual matter. His attention was placed on the two of them.

March had a brief look of shock on him, as though he had some revelation. Meanwhile, Ms. September showed pure confusion and puzzlement, as well as a hint of curiosity.