Called

Atticus stopped thinking about the matter. He didn't know what he didn't know, and there was nothing he could do about that. Instead, since he had the opportunity, he was going to find out everything he could for now.

Atticus completely ignored the sparks flying between Dario and Amara, with the former doing all the staring, and decided to ask another question that was bugging him.

"Where are they?"

Just as Amara was about to respond, Dario interrupted.

"Ah ah ah wait! Don't spoil it for the young master," Dario stood between Atticus and Amara, bowing to the former. "If I'm right, then we're currently en route to one of the Sanctums. I believe it would be best if you see it yourself, young master."

Amara and the other crew member's gazes flashed in unison, their shock apparent. In fact, Amara couldn't help but want to chuckle at Dario's words. A 16-year-old attending the Sanctums? But her expression couldn't help but become firm in the next second.