
An old man was wearing a worship robe complete with a hood covering his head, busy arranging tablets containing virtual records of various disciplines and current news heard or obtained from information centers.
Igrjia Imanulla is a monastery that also doubles as the state archival office of Bellial. The archive room itself is on the lower floor. The top part serves as a place of worship.
Queen Bellial, Brunihilda appointed the Brothers of the Holy Sect who were stationed in Igrjia Imanulla as officials working in the state code and archives, while the nuns, who were, who studied martial arts served as a palace guard inhabited by Queen Brunihilda.
Footsteps that echoed in the room made the old brother pause his activities and turn toward the owner of the footsteps.
"Can I help you, young man?" asked the old brother, looking at Havard who stepped closer from behind the darkness of the hood that covered his face.
"If you can help me, I will be very grateful" said Havard who then stood before the brother who has now stood up to challenge his face.
"Tell me what you want to ask." said the brother for a moment and observed the surroundings carefully. "Before the other brothers caught you..."
Havard nodded then folded his hands on his chest. "You must have known about a tree called Kal'vatar..."
The old brother sighed and then stepped away from Havard and went back to composing the tablets in the bitterness of his elbow onto the shelves of the cupboard.
"Come on. Don't be stingy about sharing information." pinta Havard half forced.
"How far do you want to know? I think a person of strong determination like you has something special about that information." lured the old brother in a chuckle.
"Will the tree grow this year?" havard fishing rod with flat.
"If it's true, then what are you going to do?" lure the brother.
"Is it true that Kal'vatar will grow on an arid land filled with rock and black pebbles?" havard's fishing rod again.
"But the information is incomplete, Sirgey." Havard said of the brother. "I need more information."
Sirgey, the old brother laughed. "You came up with information that wasn't so accurate. Do I need to clear up that information?"
"If you can help me, help me!" insist Havard half force.
Sirgey nodded and then stepped out of a row of cabinets that held various types of tablets containing the viral note. Havard stepped up to follow the hooded man.
"Kal'vatar is a tree that grows every five thousand years. The growth of the tree never remained. Once in the past, the tree once grew in a region called Los Muertos. Havard immediately grabbed the arm of the chair and turned his face to Sirgey.
"Is the land still there?" ask Havard seriously.
Sirgey shook his head. "The land is now called Tectnotitlus, inhabited by several giant creatures called Ioduns. Formerly the land was the residence of the Sigirlya people before they finally split into several tribes who inhabited certain places."
"Forward.." pinta Havard.
"The Sigirlya nation since the great war led by Samiri against the Emperor of Uran and the Seven Satria Gods of the Tower of Temen-Ni-Zur in Dur-Salim. The success of the Sigirlyas was lost after Samiri was defeated and Naga Tanihwa was locked up in the crater of Mount Pyrgo, the southeastern part of the Bellial Kingdom" Sirgey said.
Havard sat across the chair, holding both hands against the claymore handle. An epee is seen hanging on the right side of his belt.
"Samiri once boasted that he would return for a second attack when his strength recovered after the great war. He planned to place his throne, Valmana on top of Kal'vatar. That's when the second war will envelop the world and the reconquest will take place" Sirgey said.
"Where do you think Kal'vatar will grow?" ask Havard.
"I don't know...