A commotion broke out.
John turned his gaze away from the Seagull Tower.
A man in white-and-gold magical robes appeared, with platinum hair and magical fluctuations flickering like lightning in his eyes.
His arrival stirred up the crowd.
Dunbar was startled and hurriedly knelt.
Most people knelt, with only a handful remaining standing.
Those people were all Magic Masters in magical robes.
"It's Odyssey of the Vanir."
Dunbar lowered his head, while John looked up at the man riding a great horned deer.
Odyssey was a son of Vanaheim's ruler. He possessed exceptional magical talent and was about the same age as Thor.
Vanaheim accorded Magic Masters the same respect as the ruler's descendants.
Odyssey's lofty gaze swept over the standing Magic Masters. The other kneeling commoners never even entered his sight.
Mori stepped forward and said respectfully, "Your Highness Odyssey."
"Mori, you've been away for two and a half years, and now you've returned to Vanaheim with your prized pupil."
Odyssey smiled. "Is your magic ready to be inscribed upon the Seagull Cluster?"
Mori replied confidently, "I am ready. My student Anseir will illuminate Njord's ocean radiance."
"Excellent." Odyssey was very pleased.
As a prince, he shared Mori's hope that one of their own would read the divine book.
Knowledge was always better kept in the hands of their own people.
His grandfather Njord had generously allowed Magic Masters access to the divine book. Odyssey would not speak ill of him, but he still considered it inappropriate.
"People blessed with magic, I hope to see your brilliant magic in the Seagull Cluster."
Odyssey gave a slight nod, and the Magic Masters accepted this gesture of goodwill.
As the Vanir charged with overseeing this place, Odyssey brought a palpable sense of pressure with his arrival.
Dunbar rose, wiping away his