Zero left the abandoned facility without looking back.
The cold night air struck his face as he stepped into the forest surrounding the ruined industrial district. Moonlight passed through the branches above, painting broken patterns across the ground.
He should have returned to the capital.
Instead, he stopped.
Something was wrong.
The stranger had disappeared without leaving a trace.
Zero had searched the entire facility before leaving. There had been no hidden passage, no teleportation signature, no spatial distortion that he could detect.
Yet one thing remained in his mind.
I'm correcting my mistakes.
Zero slowly repeated those words.
"Your mistakes..."
His eyes narrowed.
The attacks.
The border conflicts.
The attempts to disrupt the peace treaty.
The strange incidents that had continued even after Aamon's defeat.
Someone had been deliberately keeping the human and devil domains divided.
Someone wanted the treaty to fail.
Someone wanted Edolas to return to war.
