Gawain looked at the mountain-like Nature God before him, who stared back without moving. Those crystal eyes forged from light brimmed with a quietly flowing radiance, yet even with Gawain's experience, he could not discern any human emotional shifts within them.
They faced each other for a moment. Once Gawain confirmed that the other party was not joking, he pinched his chin and said thoughtfully, "That isn't a complicated request. I can arrange it for you, but..."
Amun's tone rose. "But?"
"You said your perception of the real world is limited, and you can usually only sense vague changes in events," Gawain said, looking at Amun very seriously. "Then how did you learn about something like a Magic Net Terminal? I don't remember anyone ever discussing such matters with you."
Amun: "..."
Gawain: "..."
After several seconds of silence, Gawain withdrew his gaze and looked around. The empty, silent space of the Umbral Realm contained nothing but chaos. Blurred fragments of land in the distance and black masses high above filled his vision—there seemed to be no one here but him and Amun.
He turned back as if that slightly awkward silence had never happened, no longer pressing Amun about how he had learned of the Magic Net Terminal. He merely smiled faintly and said to the giant deer before him, "I'll have Veronica or Camil bring you a set of equipment later—the accompanying network devices will be configured for you as well."
"Then thank you," Amun said calmly.
Gawain nodded, offered a brief farewell, and turned to leave the dark, empty place.
Only after Gawain's figure had completely vanished from the courtyard of Defiance Fortress did Amun withdraw his gaze from afar. His enormous crystal-like eyes narrowed slightly, and beside him, an invisible wind of magic suddenly swept through