A sudden surge of Magic Fluctuation nearby interrupted Gawain's thoughts. He quickly followed his senses and looked over, seeing layers of pale golden halos emerge from the air. At the center of those halos, the figure of the High Rank Dragon Priest Heragol gradually solidified.
The Dragon Priest completed the teleportation, then stepped down from midair onto the terrace and came before Gawain.
"Mr. Heragol," Gawain said, somewhat surprised as he looked at the Dragon priest who had arrived so suddenly. "We only met yesterday—does the Dragon God have something else to discuss with me today?"
"She wishes to see you now," Heragol said directly. "If possible, we should leave at once."
Just as Gawain was about to respond, Amber and Veronica arrived at the terrace. They, too, saw the High Rank Priest who had appeared there, and Amber looked somewhat surprised. "Huh? Isn't that the high priest?"
"It's another invitation," Gawain said with a smile, nodding to the two of them. "Wait for me with Melita. I'll be back soon."
After briefly giving Amber and Veronica a few more instructions, he returned to Heragol. The unease that had lingered in his heart gave him no intention of wasting time, and he soon left the terrace with Heragol's teleportation spell.
After the familiar sensation of space-time displacement, the light and shadows before Gawain gradually faded. He had arrived at the upper temple atop the mountain. Heragol stood beside him, while the corridor leading to the main hall stretched straight ahead.
At the end of the corridor, the broad, magnificent yet empty hall seemed unchanged. The round table and refreshments set out for guests were still arranged at the center of the hall, while Dragon God Enya, her golden hair cascading to the ground, stood quietly beside the table and watched