Twilight's glow concealed Shade's figure as he vanished after throwing the Crystal Shoes. Meanwhile, on the top floor of the city's tallest building, Belinder Big Ben, a lady standing by the railing and gazing at the city's nightscape beneath the darkening sky beckoned behind her:
"Tarot Cards."
The maid, head lowered, immediately approached with a deck of cards. The lady with fluffy golden hair swiftly shuffled them, drew three cards, and then deeply furrowed her brow. There was a strange dark-red birthmark between her brows, but it only made her entire face more alluring:
"A strange result. A nonhuman thing that emerged from an ancient Dragon Nest and once conquered the Dragon of Spacetime will completely influence my life in the not-too-distant future. I only wanted to know what would be good for dinner. What kind of result is this?"
The maid had no idea how her mistress had learned such a specific result from only three cards. Keeping her head lowered, she did not dare ask.
"Dragon Nest. Great power. The Dragon of Spacetime, huh?"
Though she found the result absurd, her golden eyes held a very cautious expression:
"Matilda, investigate whether any Dragonborn Ring Arcanists have appeared in the city recently. Also, are the Three Great Academies about to begin their summer fieldwork? Contact our friends at Serkses and ask whether we can get the list. Or at least ask whether there are any Dragonborn among the Ring Arcanist students going to the Moon Bay Area this time."
"Yes, Miss."
The maid answered cautiously with her head lowered. Duchess Bella Belinder continued looking at the deck of Tarot Cards:
"Could there have been a mistake? But Destiny should not make mistakes. And this is precisely when that prophecy is supposed to come true—yet something like this appears..."
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