The sixth floor, a frigid hall with lingering scents of alcohol and cold, punctuated by the occasional snores of a sleeping warden. ●search.●,It seems like this is part of her mission as the Goddess of Destiny, teaching priests, doesn't it,Unlike the two who scurried into this cell, New King must have just finished his maintenance work on a certain level of the negative sixth floor. He's definitely coming over at an unhurried and elegant pace, estimated to arrive later than expected.。