A few days later, the New Year of the Wizard Calendar arrived.
Roy, Amifkent, Raymond, and the others quietly set out on their return journey.
To fulfill his earlier promise, Roy brought the Big-Eared Elf Gahel along.
Amifkent had also brought several servants.
To avoid making a grand spectacle, they traveled on foot, evading the various eyes in the sky. After trudging along for more than a month, they finally arrived deep within the eastern part of the continent, in "Crisbisen."
Amifkent brought Roy to the edge of a cliff and pointed ahead. "Look over there."
Roy turned his gaze in that direction. Below the valley, a deep fissure stretched across the rock face, with fallen rubble scattered along its bottom.
Amifkent explained, "The entrance to the Crisbisen Secret Passage I mentioned is just ahead.
"It's hidden deep underground. It looks like a collapsed cavern, but in reality, it was concealed by the organization of the Ancients.
"If you use the token, you'll be able to discover that."
At his words, Roy took out the token he had obtained earlier—the old pocket watch covered in traces of history.
As if drawn by some unseen force, the pocket watch, which should have been broken, began ticking again.
As magic poured into it, a surge of Witchcraft Energy unique to Legend Lore spread out. Because of the model's modification, it connected with the designated object.
In Roy's mind, the past of this place from thousands of years ago flashed by like scenes from a revolving lantern.
The former Time Hostel, the Mysterious Organization.
The passageways, the hidden realms...
"So it really is like that!"
He had just "seen" that there was an underground cavern within the fissure. Faint traces of artificial excavation could be seen at its entrance.
Several broken stone pillars