The disaster in Dolifen had long since ended.
Now all that remained was a stretch of ruins.
All their efforts here were destined to be in vain, saving no one. If there was any meaning to be found, perhaps it was merely to return the Dragon's Golden Eyes to its seal.
A flash of insight crossed Luen's mind, and he suddenly realized that not everyone thought the same.
At least one person must have wanted to try to change this Phantom Realm.
Like a fool.
That person was named Hudi.
Luen had actually heard of that adventurer from the casual conversations among the knights of the Tabopolis Knights Order, but no one had taken him seriously. The Dragonfire Guild must have been using him for their own ends.
But just this one person,
had stormed into Hustings Cathedral with the illusory Blade of Victory. Was it merely luck? Or was it arranged by the Dragon's Golden Eyes?
Was it really so?