In January of the Radiant Calendar 9795, at the center of the Anomaly Space Fluctuation Sea Domain, a sphere three meters in diameter quietly appeared, then began frantically squeezing the surrounding space.
In just a few minutes, it expanded to several hundred kilometers.
At the edge of the Anomaly Space Fluctuation Sea Domain, red fluctuations lit up at the center of a Magic Screen in the control room of a Floating Battleship from the Second Detachment of the Third Floating Fleet.
The High-rank Bronze mage, who had been dozing off, saw the red light before him and immediately perked up. Rising to his feet, he said, "Teacher, something's happening."
The High-rank Silver Arcanist meditating with his eyes closed nearby opened his eyes at those words. Seeing the red light on the screen, his expression changed drastically. He hurried to his feet and rushed over to the Magic Screen.
"Go get the captain."
"Y-Yes, Teacher."
The High-rank Bronze mage did not dare delay. He ran out of the control room.
Watching the ever-expanding space, the High-rank Silver Arcanist could not help muttering, "War is coming."
In a Meditation Room on the upper deck, a young man sat cross-legged in the center, meditating.
Suddenly, waves of messages came through the warning magic array.
The young man opened his eyes, stepped down from the meditation platform, dispelled the magic array on the stone door, and opened it.
Outside the stone door, the High-rank Bronze mage's forehead was covered in sweat. He kept glancing behind him, then at the tightly shut door, anxiety burning in his heart.
"Crack!"
The door opened. The moment he saw the young man, the High-rank Bronze mage immediately saluted. "Captain, there are spatial fluctuations. It seems—"
Before he could finish, the young man cast a Gale Spell on himself