"Political sabotage."
Seeing the scene before him, Azekiel realized what was happening. The only thing he still didn't understand was why he was here.
He still stood his ground, but the surroundings soon changed. He found himself in the middle of the road.
There was a carriage in the distance which appeared to be surrounded by some bandits.
"The same carriage? Am I supposed to help the boy?"
"Might as well."
Azekiel called forth his Gauntlet of Gluttony before dashing to the bandits. He didn't even waste a single second before attacking the leader of the bandits.
"Huh? I can't touch them?"
No matter how he tried, he couldn't touch the bandits. It was as if this was all an illusion and nothing more. He couldn't interfere with this illusion.
"So I was right. I didn't travel back in time. This is either an illusion or a dream."