Fang Zheng was a man of action. Early the next morning, he took C.C. to the small island where the ruins were located.
"This is it?"
Fang Zheng's expression did not change as he looked at the dilapidated cave before them, while C.C. nodded.
"That's right, it's here... Actually..."
She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she merely sighed and said nothing.
"Forget it. Let's go in first."
The entire cave was empty. Only the abandoned instruments and cables scattered about proved that something had once existed here. In the cramped cavern, there was only something resembling a Stone Gate standing directly ahead. C.C. walked forward and pressed one hand against it. Soon, the strange patterns on the Stone Gate glowed red. Then she extended her other hand toward Fang Zheng.
Without hesitation, Fang Zheng reached out and took her hand.
The next moment, a mysterious force seized Fang Zheng's body and forcibly pulled him out of that space.
When Fang Zheng opened his eyes again, he was already in a completely different space.
At the center of a Holy Temple that seemed to float above the clouds stood a tall man.
"You finally came, C.C."
The tall man looked at C.C. and spoke, then turned his gaze toward Fang Zheng.
"Is this man your contractor?"
"That's right."
C.C. nodded at the man's question.
"Oh?"
Hearing C.C.'s answer, the man narrowed his eyes with an interested expression.
"If you dared appear before me, was it because you had already made up your mind? Or has your contractor given you the courage to come here?"
"...To be honest, I don't know whether this is the right choice."
C.C. answered quietly, then looked at Fang Zheng.
"Fang Zheng, this is Charles di Britannia."
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