At the main gate of Sefira’s border fortress, the guards tensed up at the sight of a vagabond carrying a massive sword over his shoulder. He raised his hands in a gesture of surrender and handed a business card to the gatekeeper.0

Seeing the name written on the card, the gatekeeper cautiously asked, “What is your relationship with Lord Keter?”0

In a polite tone, the vagabond replied, “I am Gyro, a subordinate of Lord Keter. I came because he invited me to Sefira.”0

This information was relayed to Jacques, Keter’s personal butler, who met with Gyro to confirm.0

“The signature on this card is undoubtedly Lord Keter’s.”0

With that, Gyro easily gained entry into Sefira as Keter’s guest. The first day passed uneventfully. Despite his rogue appearance, Gyro spoke gently and displayed impeccable manners.0

The incident occurred the very next day. 0

Though Gyro had seemed fine the day before, he suddenly began convulsing and shouting uncontrollably.0

“Graaaah! Aaaargh!”0

His voice was filled with ferocity, resembling the roar of a wounded beast. The reason was withdrawal symptoms; they had set in after he stopped consuming the poisonous liquor he had been using to maintain his sanity.0

Despite being Keter’s guest, Gyro was an outsider, so guards had been assigned to monitor him at all times....0