The fireplace emitted flickering light, with narrow shadows dancing.
"The 'Observer' is really incredible; if only I had that Cursed Title."
In the late night, Naxi's envious exclamation echoed in the dim, calm, yet cozy lounge.
"It only becomes powerful after releasing the Cursed Title's power," Yege, who hadn't slept yet, replied.
"A Cursed Title that hasn't been released can be powerful too," Naxi said longingly: "Is this Cursed Title from the restricted area?"
"My Mysticology is only level 3, perhaps the captain knows?"
His voice faded away in the lounge without a response.
"He fell asleep, let's sleep too." Yege's bed made sounds of turning over.
"Good night, Yege."
"Ugh..."
The lounge returned to tranquility.
Far within the lounge, from a bed, a pair of deep black eyes like the nighttime quietly watched the fluorite lamp outside the curtain, resembling hazy moonlight.
