"..."
"The original tome of space abilities."
Ronald remarked thoughtfully.
He pondered for a moment but did not delay for too long.
The enemy has successfully escaped, which is an undeniable fact; blaming fate changes nothing. Moreover, there is a matter that urgently requires Ronald's verification.
With a wave of his hand, he sheathed Saint Catherine's sword.
Ronald turned his head and walked toward the small chapel of the Hermitage Abbey.
——
The temple trial had ended, and now no spell guards this simple and serene building.
Ronald approached, reached out, and easily pushed open the chapel door.
The scene before his eyes.
Was exactly the same as what he saw in the temple trial.
The almost unchanged interior made him feel as if he was still in the temple trial, as if nothing had changed.
Without hesitation, Ronald walked straight to the end of the small chapel.
The gray figure in the temple trial provided a hint, which surely indicated something significant here.
