Meanwhile.
In the Royal Capital.
Inside a luxurious villa.
Omai Fritz had been quietly reading a classic book on spells.
Suddenly, the old man frowned and slowly lowered the book in his hands.
"What's going on? Why do I have this strange feeling?
"I keep feeling that something bad has happened.
"I heard that Hadien went to that dragon's residence again yesterday... but fortunately, he left right away.
"No... that's not right... since when has that boy cared so much about anything other than Magic Items?
"Something's wrong! Something's wrong! I have to go check on him!"
Muttering to himself, the old spellcaster immediately left his villa.
He arrived at another villa nearby, also in the wealthy district.
The villa had two guards. Upon seeing the old spellcaster, they greeted him respectfully.
"Esteemed Lord Omai!"
The old spellcaster nodded. "Is that boy Hadien home?"
The two guards exchanged a glance at his question, then shook their heads.
"No, Lord Hadien went out very early and hasn't returned."
"Not home? Could he have gone to the Swann Family's Magic Item factory? No! I must find him. My premonition is growing stronger..."
Muttering to himself, the old spellcaster hurried away again.
Several hours passed like this.
Inside a room.
The old spellcaster sat with a refined-looking middle-aged man.
"No luck... we can't find him anywhere... who knows where that brat Hadien has run off to...
"But Lord Omai, there's really no need to worry about my son. He's a grown man, and he's in the perfectly safe Royal Capital. Surely he couldn't be in any danger?"
The middle-aged man looked at the old spellcaster and shook his head.
His expression showed little concern.
"No... I'm not worried about Hadien's safety... I'm worried that he... has been lured away by that dragon..." the