"Do I have dinner?"
Hein froze for a moment, then his sense of danger flared instantly. His Spiritual Power pierced through the door and spread outside.
Outside the door stood someone dressed as a waiter, pushing a dining cart.
However, upon sensing Hein's Spiritual Power, the waiter raised his head expressionlessly. A faint glow lit up at his fingertips as he traced a strange symbol.
It was a half-open eye, with a Nine-Pointed Star of uneven side lengths within its pupil.
Seeing this, Hein abruptly relaxed and hurriedly opened the door to let him in.
"Your dinner, sir. I'll leave it here."
Yet the waiter did not speak with him at all. He merely took a tray covered by a silver cloche from beneath the cart and placed it on the Dragon Blood Wood desktop in the room.
After the waiter left, Hein shut the door and carefully lifted the cloche.
What lay on the tray was not dinner, but an Image Recording Crystal Ball and a ring.
Hein picked up the crystal ball and sent his Spiritual Power into it.
The next instant, a figure appeared within his Sea of Spirit. It was wrapped from head to toe in layered, drifting gray robes, its form hazy and indistinct, as though it existed outside Surface Space.
A pure, colorless crystal ball sat before the figure. Countless tiny, multicolored points of light flickered within it, looking deeply mysterious.
Hein was very familiar with this strange figure. It was the image of a High-rank Prophet from the mysterious organization he had joined.
"flame, I'm afraid you have some trouble."
The prophet spoke in a hoarse voice from beneath the robes, and his very first words made Hein's heart sink.
"The person who bought that egg is from the Olyvendi Family. The organization