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[At the same time, on the borderland of the Beatrice Empire]
The mystery surrounding the disappearance deepened with each passing day..
As Harold's thoughts swirled with concern and doubt, the memory of Anisha's words echoed through his mind like an insistent whisper. Something had indeed changed within the empire since the arrival of the holy saint, and the pieces of this unsettling puzzle were falling into place.
Harold's mind raced with questions and doubts. The unsettling changes within the empire since the holy saint's arrival weighed heavily on his thoughts. He couldn't help but wonder about the temple's motives and whether they were indeed involved in these mysterious events.
His impatience grew as each day passed without any sign of Marquis Bellacian and Eric. The urgency of the situation pushed him to consider every possible avenue to find them, even if it meant going against his usual patient nature.
Suddenly, an idea flashed into Harold's mind. It was as if a hidden door had opened, revealing a path he hadn't considered before.
Harold's thoughts turned to the Ancient Temple on the border, a place where the holy saint had landed a few years ago. It had long been neglected and lay in ruins. This temple was abandoned, situated in a remote border area where nobody ventured. Due to this isolation, it was in a state of disrepair.
An idea struck Harold - what if he searched there? It seemed like a long shot, but desperate times called for desperate measures. The temple held an air of mystery, and Harold couldn't help but think that it might hold some answers.
With newfound determination, Harold made a decision. He resolved to visit the Ancient Temple, nestled near the border in the nearby forest, despite its state of ruins and abandonment this place held the potential for answers, and he couldn't ignore that possibility any longer.
Harold couldn't help but think aloud as he paced restlessly in his tent. His mind raced with questions and doubts.
'Is the temple truly involved, or am I just letting paranoia consume me?'
He paused for a moment, frustration etched on his face. The urgency of the situation weighed heavily on his shoulders.
'I need to find Marquis Bellacian and Lord Eric. Every moment counts. But what if I've been missing something?'
Harold ran his fingers through his hair in frustration.
'Should I really search the Ancient Temple? And if I get caught I can just say I'm here to pray because it's near our current location.'
Harold's decision was swift, his resolve unshaken. He knew he had to investigate the Ancient Temple, even if it meant delving into the unknown.
'I can't afford to waste any more time. The Marquis and Lord Eric may be in grave danger, and I can't sit idly by. But what if this temple is a dead end? What if it's just a wild goose chase? I can't let my impatience cloud my judgment.'
He took a deep breath, trying to steady his racing thoughts.
[Anisha's words echoed in his mind.]
'She's always had a keen intuition about these matters. And Izana's concerns about spies, they can't be ignored. I need to tread carefully, investigate quietly, and trust my instincts.'
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