The handsome Scholar slowly stepped forward as the giant god lowered its body. Then, he saw the massive space station within the projection on the horizon.
Masquerade Ball—Projection Relic
"Its true projection was actually a reflection belonging to the Wall of Hercules.
Because.
These ruins.
Were precisely the fragments that fell from the Silver Star Ring space station.
Old Constance truly gave us an enormous gift.
My dear Miss Jiang.
Wait for me a moment, then we'll leave this place as well."
Upon hearing him say that.
The iceberg-like girl lightly leaped down from the mechanical giant god as well.
She turned and surveyed everything around her, then softly asked Su Wen with her hands behind her back:
"How long will it take?"
Su Wen glanced at the watch on his right wrist:
"Perhaps one hour and forty minutes?"
He really was exhausted now, whether from the physical tearing caused by energy overload or the mental fatigue following his advancement.
This master of slacking off could barely hold on any longer:
"I really want to go to Lorenz Riel's teachers' dormitory and sleep for three days.
If Old Constance doesn't prepare the best room, then he can forget about getting my 'answer.'"
Su Wen revealed an exceptionally mysterious smile.
Yet Jiang Menghan was instead somewhat puzzled by that seemingly vague hint:
"An answer?"
"That is.
An answer capable of saving Lorenz Riel."
In the girl's eyes.
The handsome Scholar, wearing a half-face silver mask, casually waved and walked into the distance.
Behind him was the magnificent backdrop of the towering giant god:
At that moment.
The originally dense fog was finally completely shattered by the radiant energy of dawn.
Like the first light of day piercing the shackles of darkness, it tore the horizon open into brilliant rifts.