006, Break Free, Cage! Part 1

Flying from London to Japan would move the time ahead by eight hours.

Did that mean I had surpassed time?

Thinking of this, the silver-haired man seated on the plane let out a self-mocking chuckle. In first class, a flight attendant gently brought him a glass of champagne.

"Sir."

"Thank you." The man accepted the glass with a gentle smile. His handsome face sent the flight attendant's thoughts wandering, but unfortunately, he did not seem inclined to spare her another glance. Instead, he looked back out into the pitch-black night.

It was as though he could observe the city through the endless darkness.

The plane was about to land, and he would soon set foot in this remote backwater he had never visited before.

He drained the champagne in one gulp, withdrew his gaze, and looked at his reflection in the window—he came from Animusphere.

He was a Lord.

"It's... you."

In the dim environment, Shinji Matou clearly had not forgotten Red Fox's utterly unchanged face. To Sakura, these people were heroes who had descended from the heavens and rescued her from the worm pit. But to him, they should have been enemies who had destroyed his family.

Yet unexpectedly, no intense hatred flared up within him. After a moment of silence, he instead seemed somewhat relieved. "Then Matou Sakura came back too...?"

After reclaiming the Crest that belonged to his family, he had spent years evading the bounty hunters of the Mages Association, those hyena-like scavengers. At the same time, he had also searched for Matou Sakura—not for any other reason, but simply to...

He raised an arm twisted like wooden fibers. It was the result of forcibly transplanting the Magic Crest and being assimilated and warped by it. "The Crest... is here. After I die, please give