Morning light spilled through the Glass Skylight, lingering over the wooden beams and bookshelves.
Lanchi sat on a stool opposite Talia's recliner, chatting with Talia.
"So you came to see me today because of the Shadow World."
Talia asked without any hint of a question in her tone.
"Help me take a look at this material."
Lanchi took a pale blue, gradient-colored gem from his pocket and spread it across his palm.
The polyhedral orb immediately blossomed with radiance in the morning light. From the center to the edges, its color gradually deepened, like a shallow reef in the ocean, shimmering with rippling light.
"..."
Talia glanced at Lanchi, set down the little fox in her hands, and gently took Kali Yella's Shadow Weave Recording from Lanchi.
Holding the cold polyhedral gemstone, she closed her eyes. Instead of looking at it, she sensed its magic.
"This is... the magic of the Great Demon Race, Kali Yella?"
Talia muttered in confusion.
Back when the Demon Realm still existed, there had been the Fallen Gentle Land Great Demon Race Trial, which Talia had attempted as well.
Now that she had truly sensed Kali Yella's magic, she found this Great Demon Race magic extremely familiar, even somewhat intimate, as though it were resonating with her.
The last time she had felt this way was when she obtained the Wilford Family's treasured Poem of Compassion.
"Yes. In this Shadow World, Hughberlian and I met Fallen Kali Yella from the ancient Demon Realm. We formed a connection with her, and in the end, the Shadow World's reward became one of Kali Yella's treasures..."
Lanchi briefly told Talia what had happened in the Shadow World.
"By the way, do you have the Fallen Mark?"
Lanchi asked at the end.
"I don't. But before the Demon Realm