Everyone's attention naturally focused on the open space at the very center of the platform.
Immediately afterward, a streak of starlight descended from the boundless black night sky. It was only a tiny point when it first appeared, but by the time it reached the Starfall Platform, it had grown to the size of a person.
The starlight suddenly converged, revealing the figure of the master of Star Tower in the middle of the platform.
The master of Star Tower was named Edgar Swift, a name that was not particularly easy to remember.
He was over seventy, with white hair and a white beard, yet he was full of vigor and carried an imposing presence.
Anyone who looked at him would feel as if he were looking back at them. Once his form had fully materialized, Edgar Swift, dressed in a suit, removed his hat and bowed to the people gathered below, saying in a clear voice, "Welcome to the Night of Prophecy. I am Edgar Swift."
With a gentle wave, the hat in his hand vanished.
Behind him, starlight gathered once more, forming an enormous book half a meter thick.
"What is that?"
Soft murmurs rose from beneath the platform.
Dark had the same question at that instant, but he realized the answer a moment later.
That book was the Book of Prophecy.
After opening the Book of Prophecy, Edgar Swift began a lengthy speech.
His phrasing was elegant and his choice of words precise, but that could not conceal the fact that it was a long-winded, pointless opening address.
Dark continued holding Magic Beast: Eevee against his chest. With his other hand, he reached downward, and a book appeared in his palm—the Magitech Scribe, naturally. He placed the Magitech Scribe on the table and began recording everything. Then