The gear floating in the air also stopped turning.
He instinctively reached out to test it, only to discover that the "membrane" protecting the gear had completely vanished. His outstretched hand could touch the gear directly.
This could not help but raise a question in his mind: "What about the assessment?"
He had thought this was also part of the illusion's assessment, but in the end, aside from watching a scene of an ancient city as though riding a train, there had been nothing else.
Though that scene had indeed been spiritually stirring, there had not been the slightest element of puzzle-solving involved.
With a trace of doubt, Dark took out the "Magic Power Collector" and began collecting.
When he filled one slot, the "10" on the gear became "9."
At that point, his "simulated adventure assessment" was officially complete.
About two minutes later.
A "membrane" formed around the gear once more.
Dark tested it repeatedly until, at last, his finger was blocked by the "membrane."
His eyes flashed, and he had Little Misdreavus extend a tentacle once more, passing through the "membrane" to touch the gear.
The instant it made contact, the gear began spinning at high speed.
The corners of Dark's lips could not help but curl upward.
"It worked!"
Sure enough, this magic marker was not advanced enough to identify things on its own.
Little Misdreavus had triggered the gear's mechanism again.
In the blink of an eye, Dark arrived in that ancient city once more.
This time, prepared in advance, he rapidly memorized the architectural layout of the ancient city.
When he entered that church-like building again, he narrowed his eyes and looked toward the center of the structure, finally seeing clearly the peculiar ornament hanging on the central wall.
On either side of the