The instant the Four-Dimensional Hypercube was struck, it unleashed a dazzling light, and an invisible shock wave spread outward.
Blinded in an instant, the three God's Knights felt their brains shudder strangely. All sorts of bizarre memories flashed through their minds.
Afraid of being "banished" to another parallel world, all three used "transportation" almost simultaneously and fled straight back to the Holy Land.
Holy Knights headquarters-
In a luxurious office, a white-haired old man sat behind a desk, reading documents. He wore a dark hooded coat with a thick standing collar and round sunglasses.
His hairstyle was quite distinctive: his white hair stood upright at the crown, fixed into pointed spikes that curved forward. His large beard joined his sideburns, mirroring his hairstyle in the same direction. Together, his hair and beard resembled a forward-facing crescent moon.
He was none other than Saint Garling, supreme commander of the Celestial Dragons.
-Whoom!
A magic circle flared with fire on the floor in front of his desk.
"-?!"
Garling raised an eyebrow as he saw his son return, along with Gunko and Saint Shepherd Sommers.
"You... Shamrock, your mission..."
Garling knew they had gone to deal with the trouble Bondrewd had caused, but their bedraggled appearance told him things had not gone smoothly.
"Cough, cough... Supreme Commander..."
On occasions like this, Shamrock addressed his father by his title.
He shook his head and stood up. It felt as though he had faced a violent explosion head-on, and his body was still "restoring" itself.
"Saint Reg should have destroyed Bondrewd's 'Hyper Cube,' but... hiss-"
The more troublesome part was not his body, but his brain.
It was a peculiar sensation, something like having "water in his brain." It gave Shamrock quite a headache.
"Sorry, Supreme Commander..."
Saint Shepherd Sommers clutched his head, brow