As days and nights turned, time passed, and letters flew from Shalin to every corner of the Main Continent.
Galan City.
Within a magnificent noble estate.
"Tap, tap, tap..."
Footsteps rang out. Kathy—one of Richard's two former students—held a letter as she hurried down the corridor toward a room.
"Harry, Harry, bro..." Kathy called out as she ran.
"Bang!"
Kathy shoved open the door and froze slightly at the sight inside.
The room was piled with scrolls and books. Draft papers covered in messy writing lay scattered across the floor, with phrases faintly visible: "Which is more real, thought or this world," "Perhaps I exist within a dream," "What is the truth of the world," and more.
A somewhat pale-faced youth—Harry—sat behind the desk in the room, holding a sheet of letter paper he was about to set down. He appeared to have just finished reading it. Hearing Kathy burst through the door, he looked up at her, his gaze remarkably calm.
Kathy opened her mouth, glanced at the letter in Harry's hand, and said somewhat dejectedly, "So you received a letter from Teacher too."
"Yes." Harry nodded and said calmly, "I just finished reading it."
"What did Teacher say?" Kathy asked.
"Why ask me? Didn't you receive a letter too? We are both Teacher's students. Logically speaking, the contents of the letters Teacher sent us should be basically the same." Harry asked, sounding a little puzzled.
"Well..." Kathy scratched her head. "I was so excited when I received it that I came straight to find you without reading it. So I still don't know what it says."
"Fine." Facing his younger sister, Harry sighed helplessly and said, "The letter's contents are actually quite simple. Aside from Teacher's greetings, he invited us to a place called Shalin. Teacher said that