All the God worshipers felt the urgency of time and believed they should immediately head to the mage tower to unite everyone's power to battle the projection of the Old Gods to the death.
Except for Kadela.
His heart rejected the Silver Fox's viewpoint at the first moment.
Even if Ethan truly came for this, it was destined to be in vain because... he had already inherited all the knowledge from there, the God of Trickery had resurrected in him.
The celestial chamber was already empty.
"Is it really so?"
The puppet on the witness stand seemed to see through Kadela's heart, stirring a long-lost horror within him. The puppet clearly faced the others on the circular seats, yet Kadela felt it was questioning him.
He had seen Ethan's capabilities, just with a scholarly conversation, she had found a way to tread the path he had personally closed.
Would such a person really undertake futile efforts?
