It was no coincidence. Lord Solondir had made a special trip to the lighthouse to check what was going on.
The light that had flared up at the end had caused quite a stir, and it had come right after he was attacked. There was no way he could ignore it.
As for why he was angry, that was easy to understand, too. Being attacked was one thing, but the most important thing now was that the storm had stopped and he had appeared in the real Moore.
It was a clear sign that Solondir's bond with the Wise Dead wasn't strong enough. He hadn't managed to stay inside like Selena had earlier.
The opportunity he'd waited so long for might well have been ruined. Beneath that stern expression, his emotions must have been churning fiercely.
And if he found out who had spoiled things, those feelings would likely turn into even more violent action in short order.
Then he found the culprit.
A demigod's eyesight was obviously good enough to see someone as large as a person on a lighthouse.
What's more, even after noticing him, Fu Qian kept moving with reckless abandon. His leap down from the lighthouse was further proof that he wasn't human.
But perhaps he'd been a little too reckless, causing the observer's attitude to shift in a subtle way.
Solondir didn't rush to attack, or even step forward to demand an explanation. He merely watched from afar, wary of making a move.
That wasn't surprising. To avoid frightening the old lady, Fu Qian had switched the positions of his real and fake eyes on the way here. His appearance was fairly ordinary now.
But even the plainest appearance, paired with a demigod's physique, could only give an impression of understated strength.
Not to mention