At eight in the evening, that important moment had arrived again.
Lying in bed, Velin stared at the top of the tent and spoke aloud.
The last warning from Guidance of Fate had been ambiguous. If it had been completed, then that Outer God's incarnation had still escaped. If it had not been completed, he had indeed stopped those necromancers from heading to West Hill Province.
The battle between Gerrard, the Ascetic Monk of the Church of Dawn, and that Outer God had also seemed strange, as though it had deliberately been setting a trap—yet it did not seem that simple.
When leaving that Interlayer Space, Velin had heard Gerrard say that war was about to begin.
Could all of this have been an act? Did someone want to obtain the coordinates of the plane where that Outer God resided, which was why they set this all up?
He knew too little to see through the scheme behind this incident. Who knew what those gods were doing—plotting against each other's authority, coveting each other's worlds, or perhaps Ilaria World was looking for "food."
This war will end soon, within two years at most.
Velin had a feeling that the war between the Kingdom of Isia, the Bashio Kingdom, and the Ironforge Mountain Dwarf Kingdom would soon draw to a close. Even the war between the Axi Magic Kingdom and the Holy Mountain Dwarf Kingdom would end and enter the negotiation stage.
Three years later, a Mutated White Thorn Flower would appear at the border between the Misty Forest and the Isolde Territory of the Silver Dragon Burke Kingdom. It would have the effect of soothing souls.
It will not appear for another three years. That is too far off; I'll deal with it later.
Velin felt a slight disappointment. It