“Don't overdo it while you're still getting used to controlling your eyes. but this is the very power of Charuel. If you don't get used to this level, it's impossible to fight him properly.”
“What is this?”
Quon looks up at the door with his eyes dimly open. He contorts his face at the pain echoing in his head, but continues to hold back, mindful of the battles to come.
“This is the innermost room of this old fortress. In other words, the land where the Magical Realm and the Earthly Realm are connected without interruption. Only here was more protection needed. This is the door for that. It was impossible to open the door with half strength, but it seems that Charuel has taken control of it.”
But ...... I seem to recall he wasn't very good at the small-technology thing, though. ...... Should I take it that he has grown up?
At that moment, a voice echoes from behind her, calling out to her. It was a clear and lively voice, one she was familiar with.