Night.
Viscount Rost, who was staying overnight in the royal palace, suddenly felt a wave of drowsiness wash over him. The familiar sensation immediately reminded him of the time Roger had summoned him before. Realizing this, he hurried toward his bedroom.
Rost Territory.
The Wild Mage, who was conducting experiments in the laboratory, was likewise suddenly overwhelmed by drowsiness, his whole body becoming groggy. He cast Clear-Mind Magic on himself, but it had no effect whatsoever. Just as he was about to call for help, worried that something had gone wrong, he collapsed onto the table and fell into a deep sleep.
The magic power transmitted through the Magic Energy Network showed no sign of weakening, continuously flowing into his body to sustain the life force maintaining his unusual physical state.
Not far from him, the Mage's Apprentice was discussing something with Magnemite.
Recently, he had spent most of his time with Magnemite. With Magnemite's help, many of his wild ideas could quickly be created and put through all kinds of experiments. The two had formed a modest friendship.
A wave of drowsiness rose within him. Just as the apprentice was about to voice his confusion, Magnemite said, "My master is summoning you. Hurry up and go to sleep. Your consciousness may be entering the Virtual Divine Kingdom."
The apprentice was clearly stunned by those words, but he quickly understood!
Magnemite's master was the Technology God!
A god was summoning him?!
Joy and excitement surged up within him.
The drowsiness seemed to grow even stronger. Even such intense emotional upheaval could not make him any more alert. Just as he was about to say something, he fell straight to the floor and began snoring deeply.
Magnemite circled him twice. After confirming that nothing was wrong, it simply ignored him, floated