Inside the special room, several people sat with seriousness etched on their faces. They each wore distinctive attire indicating that they were not ordinary citizens.Three of them sat in silence, refraining from initiating conversation. One had chosen to close their eyes, another was reading a book, and the third was simply gazing around. Each of them seemed indifferent to their surroundings, and if it weren't for someone's insistence, they wouldn't have bothered gathering in this place.Tap! Tap!The door opened accompanied by the sound of footsteps. After seeing, that it was the person they had been waiting for. With a white beard and narrow eyes, it was Henberg.Henberg stood for a moment upon reaching the table, observing the three individuals present. However, there were two empty chairs and only one chair without an occupant besides his.Slowly, Henberg leaned his aged back against the chair. The others began to take it seriously."You've finally arrived!" uttered a man with a

"For the next few months, right!" Hander quickly sipped on his cup of water, the bitter taste touching his tongue not strong enough to dull his mind."I find it hard to believe that all of this will become so complicated like this!" Henberg replied, accompanying Hander's time."Well, what can we do? In times like this, all we can do is believe that it will still continue!""What about his condition?""Hmm...." Hander's eyes glanced wearily in another direction, a thousand bitter expressions on his lips.From his expression alone, Henberg could guess the condition.However, Hander still said, "With each passing day, I understand less about this condition! We understand that Desmon's power is one of the most dangerous, and if it is ignored, no one will survive! But, on the other side, we must not forget that Zeion will still be present!"Henberg raised an eyebrow, the name Zeion still managed to escape from Hander's mouth despite the slim chance of believing whether Zeion's bestowed vic

After emerging from within the dome's environment, Hander's condition did not immediately improve. He had to calm his pounding heart.Henberg leaned Hander against the tree trunk."Are you alright?" Henberg knew this was a foolish question, but it had to be asked.There was no response from Hander, his breath continued to come out repeatedly without pause.A container of water was immediately given to Hander."Drink this, your condition will better soon!" Henberg said with the intention of supporting him.Slowly, Hander drank the water given by Henberg, so many sips until all the water was gone."We'll rest here for a while, and once everything has improved, then we'll leave from there..."Hander simply nodded.For an hour they were still at that location, Hander's face, previously covered in a cold sweat, gradually began to brighten. He could breathe more freely.Although the condition was better, Henberg still worried about Hander's health. However, this responsibility was already t

Short words given by Henberg continued to haunt Gilbert's mind; he never imagined that what Henberg said was more than he had imagined. He was too selfish, he only wanted to be noticed by Henberg.Feet traced the room until they reached the vast field, an area that often accompanied his training time.This was where he often received lessons, but it felt like days that might never happen again. Fully aware that death would be the result of this problem, his hands clenched tightly.Dash...The innocent tree received its hard blows, causing perfect cracks that shook the leaves to fall.“Why am I truly so weak like this? I should have a better understanding of the conditions experienced by my master!” He wanted his tears to fall in remorse for his weakness.Unconsciously, from behind the second-floor window, Henberg observed Gilbert's demeanor. A trusted teacher would certainly feel guilty seeing his student hesitate like this.“It seems it's not easy to be a teacher after all. I underst

Hander who was left alone, wouldn't just give up easily. He immediately tried to channel the energy within his body to break the shackles binding him."Damn it, turns out you have high-level magic like this!" Hander's hand began to clench tightly; he couldn't believe he was shackled like this by his own friend.His eyes glanced towards the dome, shrouded in thick miasma, a sense of questioning lingered. He wanted to witness for himself how these people would act.There, Houjin and his five disciples began strengthening the sealing ritual; Desmon's contained existence was very powerful. The pressure exerted was almost unbearable, but they dared to channel all their energy throughout their bodies. Indeed, the impact was quite good; it was evident the energy used was helping to restore Desmon's body structure."Remarkable, thanks to the seal that previously bound Desmon's body, our power encounters didn't encounter any significant obstacles! Henberg and Hander are indeed two great hermit