The sea of stars receded like a tide, and the magnificent light and shadow, along with the twisted space, were smoothed out in an instant.
Everything around him returned to normal. Raylo found himself still standing at the starting point of the starlight avenue, as if everything he had just experienced was merely a bizarre dream.
However, in the Sea of Spiritual between his eyebrows, the "Sage's Seal" exuded a cool aura, clearly telling him that this was no illusion. He, Raylo, Count of the Black Stone Territory, had officially stepped into this chess game concerning the world's survival from today onward, and even secured a place on the edge of the chessboard.
"Phew..." Beside him, Mage Delin let out a long breath. "Kid Raylo... No, I should call you Lord Advisor now," he said half-jokingly.
"Master, please don't joke with me!" Raylo said with a hint of embarrassment.
