Along the Heaven River Coast in Wizard Land, a young wizard from the Seven Mountains Region in Wizard Land rode a magic carriage past the area. At the same time, he looked toward the White Ice Tower in the distance. The core area near the once-bustling White Ice Tower was now nearly deserted.
Someone in a parallel magic carriage lifted the curtain and said to the young wizard, "Sir, you seem to be in quite a hurry. Where are you headed?"
The young wizard replied, "I originally intended to go to Rain-Marsh in Wizard Land. However, my opponent delayed me for a while during the first round. He was more troublesome than I expected. It seems I won't make it there before the competition begins."
Wizard Kireyev's expression shifted slightly from inside another magic carriage. He asked tentatively, "I'm a wizard who already lost and was eliminated, which is why I'm leaving the Heaven River Coast. But you won the first round and can enter the second. Why are you leaving the Heaven River Coast instead of competing properly? We all know this competition is a resource that leads directly to the Moon Ring—and the best kind at that. I gave it everything I had, thinking I'd made it aboard, only to find out I hadn't."
"I don't even know how large the gap is between me and all of you who entered the second round. Since that's the case, why aren't you preparing properly for the competition?"
The young wizard curled his lips. "Because Rain-Marsh holds something more important. My mentor, Wizard Link, has been searching for a certain answer. I watched him wear himself out over it, and now a glimmer of hope has finally appeared. Of course I have to go. The competition is a minor matter;