Driving a Tiger to Devour a Wolf

Time turned back to several days earlier.

At that time, Ron had just said goodbye to Eve.

He stood where he was, watching the aircraft's contrail disappear from sight.

His hand unconsciously moved to his chest, where the [Life Card] Chloe had given him was hidden.

A cold touch seeped through the fabric, yet it somehow made his heartbeat quicken.

An indescribable premonition, like frost quietly descending in late autumn, was spreading outward from deep within his bones.

This feeling was far too familiar.

Whenever a major choice lay before him, that dangerous intuition of his from [Starlight Observer] would issue a warning like this.

"The refinement of the Seed of the Throne..."

Ron's brows furrowed slightly.

The "generous gift" Nari had sent was certainly precious—a creation formed from the fusion of the origin powers of thirteen Supreme Apostles, enough to drive any Dark Sun Rank Wizard mad.

But the more precious the opportunity, the greater the risk that often accompanied it.

After struggling along the path of Wizardry for so many years, he understood one principle all too well.

Pies didn't fall from the sky, and even if they did, you had to check whether there was a trap beneath them first.

"I should go find Chloe for a divination."

Once this thought surfaced, he could no longer suppress it.

Ron walked quickly toward a secluded corner. After confirming that no one was around, he took out that specially made divination card from his storage pouch.

The face of the card was pitch-black as ink, with only a faintly visible Fate Weaver pattern drawn in the center.

When he poured his magic power into it, the pattern seemed to come alive and began slowly rotating.

A moment later, an illusory light rose from the card's surface and condensed in