Listening to Enya's gentle sigh, Gawain knew that the Dragon God's words were sincere, and he smiled lightly and nodded, "I thank you on behalf of Queen Belsetia for your blessings, but these matters are not that related to you anymore. Let them go their own way."
"Indeed, after all, I've 'retired,'" came a light laugh from the golden egg, a sound filled with relief, "It's rare to have some downtime, so it's best not to keep too many things in mind."
Gawain looked at the new furnishings in the room, his gaze sweeping over the Magic Web Terminal and Neural Coupler in standby mode, seeing faint glows still lingering on the rune trigger and crystal structures and sensing the subtle Dark Wave from the depths of the devices. This was the result of prolonged operation, and he couldn't help but say, "It seems you quite like our neural network?"
