Benjamin had just uploaded the report on the completed exploration mission and the spatial data he had gathered through the Magic Network Terminal when a calm, unruffled voice sounded at his side:
"Efficient. I didn't expect you to find what I wanted so quickly. It seems my luck really is quite good."
The voice had appeared without warning. Every hair on Benjamin's body stood on end, and he retreated sharply without a second thought.
Two Black Giants roared as they charged out from the side to stand before him. Energy raced through their Rune Artifacts as they entered maximum alert.
However, once he saw who had come, the tension in his nerves abruptly eased.
He waved for the Black Giants to stand down, but a tempest had already risen in Benjamin's heart.
The visitor was none other than the Level 7 Wizard, Dionysius Spencer.
When had he arrived?
How had he found Benjamin so precisely when he had only just completed his mission and his position had not been fixed?
Even amid his shock, Benjamin's mind raced.
Thinking of the man's earlier words—"It seems my luck is quite good"—and recalling the vague hints he had given during their previous audience—
Benjamin suddenly remembered the information he had investigated before: Dionysius Spencer was a Fate School Level 7 Wizard, renowned for peering into and manipulating the tracks of fate!
The scattered clues linked together in an instant, and a conclusion that sent a chill down his spine surfaced in his mind.
Benjamin's expression darkened at once. Suppressed fury and disbelief filled his voice. "You... wove my fate?!"
Interfering with a wizard's fate track without authorization was a grave crime within the Star Track Tribunal!
It was not only a trampling of an individual wizard's freedom, but could also trigger unforeseeable chain