Inside a room at the Farewell Inn.

Ashe sat on the bed, studying the Substitute spirit resting in his palm. Thanks to heavy use and proper feeding, it had grown an extra wing and advanced to the Two-Winged level. It still resembled a human infant, but the quality of its pajamas and nightcap had improved noticeably. It even had a pillow now. Ashe had no doubt that a Four-Winged Substitute spirit would carry an entire bed around with it.

"Could it be that my Substitute suddenly gained enlightenment from the Book of Gospel and ran off to do its own thing?"

In response to his question, the spirit rubbed its eyes, yawned, and turned around to present its backside to him.

Sitting upright in his chair with his head tilted slightly, Iger flipped through the Book of Gospel. He recited a line from the text, "If Ashe wants you dead in the morning, no one can keep you alive until night. The underground...