"That's Witch's Throne!" Princess Magdal cried softly. Everyone followed Lian's pointing finger and looked over. Above the sea, which had already turned completely black, the sword moon known as Tadisha was slowly rising. The Moon of the Sword was the smallest yet brightest of the Twelve Lunar Cycles. At that moment, its silver light pierced the thin mist, turning the fog over the sea milky white. Moonlight spilled across the sails and hull, bathing everyone in its silver radiance. Standing among the crowd, Delphine suddenly felt an unusual sense of peace. For some reason, she thought of the witch named Kurul.
At the seven o'clock position from the Moon of the Sword, in Vonder's southeastern sky, the Witch's Throne, formed by seventeen stars, began to radiate an even brighter glimmer amid the little girl's clear cry of surprise. In the next moment, pure light dropped from the heavens like a sword. It landed on the sea, cleaving through layer upon layer of mist and plowing a wide passage across the dark surface.
"Ah!" Even the usually composed Huang Huo let out a soft cry at the strange sight.
"This is the All Moon Route!" The clear radiance of the Moon of the Sword was reflected in Brando's eyes, making them shine. "The Witch's Throne marked the beginning of the witches' lineage. When they sailed across the Sea of Magic, they used the radiance of the Twelve Lunar Cycles to guide them. I never thought the legend would actually be true!"
"My lord is truly learned." Delphine glanced at Brando in surprise. "I had only heard a few rumors of this legend from Lady Kurul. I happened to recall it while calculating the formula for the Mystery of Jade. In fact, before this, I didn't dare confirm that the route to