Black Aura surged like rippling water.
It enveloped a gray, short-tailed goat.
The little creature looked endearingly guileless, though occasional glimmers of cunning flashed in its bright black eyes.
Bronte.
Bronte III.
Dago summoned it.
Bronte III's greatest talents were escaping and surviving desperate situations.
In this utterly hostile environment, with no map and a pressing need to find a way out, it was perfectly suited to the task.
With Alazan's soul guidance to assist it, Dago felt reasonably confident.
The moment Bronte III appeared, it approached Dago with unmistakable affection.
It rubbed its little furry head against his trouser leg again and again.
Dago took out some spare high-grade metal materials and fed them to it.
He gently stroked the metallic wool beneath its neck, attempting to communicate with it through his consciousness.
After he summoned Bronte III, Alazan fell unexpectedly silent within his mind.
Only when Dago "cautiously" dispersed the Aura protecting Bronte III did that change.
He watched it dart away, its tiny body moving through the raging thunder and storms like a fish through water, completely unharmed.
Only then did Alazan slowly speak.
"A magnificent creation."
Dago froze for a moment.
This was the first time he had heard such unstinting praise from the ancient witch chieftain, who normally held everyone beneath his notice.
Even when Dago's first "Reincarnation into Dreams" had broken the Soulheart Lineage's historical record, Alazan had offered little approval.
"Even in my era, only a handful of wizards could combine alchemy, forging, and metal spells with such perfection."
A trace of awe colored Alazan's voice. "Do you know who its creator was?"
The image of the Gold Eater flashed through Dago's mind.
He was certain Alazan must have heard the name "Spielbert," but he said nothing more.
"An ancient alchemist. I don't