In that instant, Draculus forgot everything Rommel was about to face.
To him, magic was his life, and alchemy was his existence.
Everything else could be temporarily forgotten.
Just like Telashir back then—even though he knew many secrets, he would not choose to fight to the death for his own world.
As the final bottom line for Telashir's humans, all he could do was accompany his world to its final step.
Draculus did not care when people called him cold or anything of the sort. He had always acted only according to his own heart.
Just like now, Glasya, Asmodeus—none of them were within his considerations anymore... Of course, that was also because, after discovering Hill and learning that the Lord of Dawn was about to arrive, he had confirmed that his homeworld would no longer suffer because of those schemes.
Draculus might not actively seek out those who tried to harm his homeland, but neither would he let go of clues right before his eyes.
That was probably the greatest difference between him and Hill.
Just as he and Hill needed no communication to understand that, for the two of them to arrive in this world together, one had definitely been an accident, while the other had been inevitable.
Yet the painting before him made the constantly tense Draculus instantly forget everything and immerse himself in the pursuit of alchemy.
He understood very well that the method he was using now was the dumbest and most time-consuming one.
But Draculus was more than willing... To let him witness a new school of alchemy, time and effort were the most insignificant prices to pay.
After repeatedly examining the metal painting several times, he finally found a trace.
Indeed, the diamonds on the Silver Moon had no special effects, but one