Thinking this, Lycian VI could not help rubbing his brow again.
The prophet girl who had accompanied him from prince to king had suddenly vanished some days ago. Although several prophets had recently come to offer their services, he had not entrusted any of them with important duties.
After a brief audience, Anvis took his leave without hesitation.
Originally, he had wanted to see whether he could squeeze out another sum of Fate Feedback from His Highness the Sixth Prince.
However, according to what he had just glimpsed, Lycian VI's Fate Line had nearly become a battlefield. At least three High-rank Prophets had placed their pieces upon him, and they were currently locked in a silent confrontation.
The prophet girl from before had been the Star Gazer's handiwork. Once the Star Gazer went into seclusion to recover from his injuries, she alone naturally could not continue holding out against the pressure of several watchful High-rank Prophets.
After leaving, Anvis brought the ring to the mountainous land he had purchased in the western part of the Lyka Kingdom.
By now, the trees across part of the surface had been completely felled, exposing the bare rocky ground below as it awaited further construction.
The geology of this area was rich in diorite, making it excellent building material.
However, Anvis had not come here merely to survey the terrain.
The other end of the Ring of Fidels' resonance was located somewhere in this region.
After flying back and forth through the vicinity, Anvis carefully sensed the subtle changes in direction conveyed by the ring and finally pinpointed a location within a canyon.
There lay the ruins of an ancient village that had fallen into decay who knew how many years ago. The wooden structures of its buildings had completely rotted away, though the