This astonishing spectacle immediately drew the attention of many high-ranking beings.
Without fate magic concealing him, Gray Mist's actions were instantly laid bare. Realizing they had been deceived, the other Ninth Rank beings immediately tried to cross space and rush over, only to find that the space within the Eternal Night Ice Field had been disrupted in advance by some force, making teleportation impossible.
As a former Ninth Rank Diviner, Gray Mist might not have been able to stop Man in the Mirror Anvis and Star Gazer Brentz from arriving, but the arrangements he had left behind could easily delay the others for a short while.
Meanwhile, in the distant north of the Gloria Empire, within the study on the top floor of Moonrise Fortress, Anvis stepped out from the shadows in a corner of the bookshelves, his figure draped in a long black cloak, and walked into the slanting sunlight beneath the enormous stained-glass window.
"Is it almost time to go back?"
Sensing Anvis' appearance, Fiona, who had been resting her chin on her hand and gazing out the window, gently turned her head. Delight flashed through her large lake-blue eyes.
"Yes, the time is about right. Soon, we will return to the original timeline."
Nodding slightly, Anvis walked to Fiona's side and gazed out at the cloudless, clear sky beyond the towering arched window, as well as the flocks of white migratory birds traveling together.
"...I understand. Do we need to make any preparations?"
Hearing the answer she had expected, the Girl nodded firmly. Her soft, light-golden hair faintly glowed, proving that its owner was in an excellent mood.
"Preparations? No need. But before we leave, we may yet see something rather unique."
With a mysterious smile, Anvis conjured a strange illusory round mirror in midair as the