"...In ages long past, before the intelligent races of Kolo World had established complete civilizations, the messengers of the gods descended and brought them the dawn's first light."
"The elves revered the place where the divine messengers descended as a sacred mountain and guarded it generation after generation; the dwarves learned excavation techniques from the divine messengers; the undead, too, received the gods' favor. Before the gods, all living beings were equal."
"...When the flames of civilization were lit, driving away the darkness of ignorance, the divine messengers chose to depart, and the dragons vanished along with them..."
Luo Chuan sat on the bed, leafing through a book he had borrowed from Anno.
The book mainly recounted the many legends of Kolo World. Their authenticity could not be verified, but most had been passed down from the Ancient Era, so they were likely not groundless tales.
"Dragons... Their traces exist in this world too. I wonder what connection they have to the dragons of Tianlan Continent..."
Luo Chuan murmured softly.
The dragon race seemed to play some crucial role, yet they were veiled behind a heavy curtain, making it impossible to see their true faces.
"Why not ask Anviya?"
Curiosity quickly gained the upper hand in Luo Chuan's heart.
Action was better than hesitation. He took out his Magic Phone and sent Anviya a message.
'Are you there? There's something I want to ask you.'
'...Boss, you have to tell me what it is before I can answer whether I'm here.'
Anviya replied quickly, though her words carried an unmistakable hint of wariness. She had probably been frightened by Luo Chuan's previous barrage of questions, like those of an endlessly curious child.
There were some things that, even if she wanted to say them, she could not. Leaks of information