The etchings on the pillars and the final rune opened Charles's eyes wide.
For runes he clearly did not recognize yet could understand, Charles carefully recorded them, but no matter what he did, he could not retain them in his mind.
Seeing this, Charles could only sigh.
These runes looked incredibly impressive. If he could bring them back to the Wizard World, perhaps they would fetch a good price.
He recalled his first public class at Isata. That teacher had taught Rune Studies.
A wizard's meditation methods, spells, and even all kinds of research were inseparable from runes.
These strange runes might even contain power and would certainly be of help to Charles. Unfortunately, he could not memorize them.
After reading through the entire story, Charles turned back to look at the rat. It was still alive, still scurrying about the outskirts.
But as the distance grew greater, the Surveillance Mark had almost become useless. He could not see anything at all.
Just as Charles hesitated over whether to enter this white palace.
A faint breeze gradually blew in from afar.
Rustle, rustle!!
In the distance within his sight, dust on the road was swept up.
The wind chimes hanging on either side of the buildings swayed slightly in the breeze, making sounds.
"Jingle, jingle~"
There also seemed to be strange murmurs and eerie laughter in the air.
"Hee hee hee..."
"Ke ke ke~"
That wind had come again!
Just looking at it made Charles's eyelids start to ache again.
The first time he encountered this wind, he had avoided it by hiding in a small room.
But there was nowhere to hide around this palace. The only place he could take shelter was inside the palace.
Charles's previously wavering heart immediately made up its mind.
If anything went wrong,