There were tens of thousands of magicians and scholars who had sought to uncover the cause of the catastrophe. It didn’t fall under any theory of meteorology, and even Blundell had returned empty-handed back when he was a 7th Circle magician.

However, Gluttony replied in a casual tone.

- You want to know the truth of the drought?

“Yes.”

- I’m sorry, but I can’t answer that question free of charge. If you want to hear it, the question will use your right for a question today.

The reason was enough to require using one of his nightly questions? It might not be worth it. However, Theo knew from his experience so far that the information itself was priceless. Even if the information seemed useless now, it might unravel a knot someday, especially when it was involving something like the drought.

When he nodded, Gluttony spoke.

- ... Hrmm, understood. Then I’ll tell you what I remember.

If anyone from Austen knew this was happening, they would have given an arm and a leg to listen in. The grimoire of the Seven Sins, the bottomless well of knowledge, was speaking of their greatest crisis. But there was also...