(Sorry, dear readers. As this book is nearing its end, I need to make other preparations too. Starting today, I'll only be updating this book twice a day. I'm also getting ready to launch a new fantasy novel over on Youdu, titled A Certain Fantasy Warhammer. For now, it'll only update once a day over there, but as usual, there'll be ten updates when it goes on sale, so I'll need to prepare properly.)
And so the first day of the Holy Grail War passed. Lin Yun knew full well that this period of "calm" wouldn't last long, but what he hadn't expected was for it to be so brief.
Or perhaps he should say that the other party had simply been waiting for the sun to come up.
As the sun began to rise, the sky had already started to brighten around seven o'clock, more or less, since it was winter.
Then, in an instant—
Day broke. Yes, "day broke" was the only way to describe it.
How could he describe the shadows of the towering structures lined up along the coast?
There, he could see a magnificent and solemn temple, radiating blinding light as it stood tall.
And it wasn't just one temple.
Several temples overlapped and interwove, forming a magnificent sight: a gigantic temple complex. If he assumed that everything he saw was not an illusion but a real object, then by his estimate, the whole structure stretched for several kilometers.
It was a magnificent sight, as though the starry sky had spilled down onto the sea.
For this city, where the bright lights on the ground had drowned out so many stars, it was deeply ironic.
His gaze was drawn to it against his will. He couldn't claim to know much—he only had the most basic