289 Reiger's decision

That night.

Reiger sat on the edge of the bed, wiping his damp hair with a towel after a bath while looking at the beast-skin map he held in his hands.

His gaze first fell upon the golden sword held by the queen at the forefront of the altar, leading the masses, and then shifted to the cube on the altar, akin to a magic cube, where he sighed softly after a long while.

"Ancient magic civilization… huh?"

The magic civilization that had perished eleven thousand years ago seemed to have left behind many mysteries, many secrets.

And he, whether by fortune or misfortune, seemed to have developed a connection with this once prosperous ancient magic civilization.

Liz, who had come to his side bearing the sword of Moslo, becoming his attendant.

The divine artifact he carried with him, which he had found in the royal palace's treasury, the Meloai God.

Then there was the dimensional magic cube that caused him to come to this world and gave him a second chance at life.