In other words, even if Bobota left the Dream Wilderness now, he would only enter the Southern Region Wizarding World in the form of a spark of conscious light, rather than being pulled back into his blank soul.
Unless the Lord of Profundity brought Bobota's blank soul from the Nether Abyss to the Southern Region.
Setting aside whether the Lord of Profundity would do something so thankless and laborious, even if He truly did, as long as Bobota's spark of conscious light did not leave the Dream Wilderness, there was no need to worry about being discovered.
Even taking ten thousand steps back, if the Lord of Profundity truly discovered the Dream Wilderness and wished to invade it, He would still have to descend in His true body upon the Southern Region Wizarding World. And once the Lord of Profundity came to the Southern Region, what awaited Him would surely be the judgment of miracles.
"My lord, what are you talking about?" Bobota felt as though his head was filled with question marks. What spark of conscious light? What Dream Wilderness? And it even involved the Lord of Profundity, so it must have something to do with him—but why could he not understand a word of it?
Angel gestured for Bobota to sit down first.
"I know you have many questions, and I will consider telling you. But before I answer the doubts you wish to resolve, you must do one thing."
Under Bobota's puzzled gaze, Frod took out three parchment scrolls bound with animal sinew and placed them before him.
Bobota merely glanced at them. With his experience of getting by in the Wizarding World, even without opening them, he knew what they contained.
These were three different contracts.
The first scroll, bearing the emblem of a square-patterned plaque,