Everyone looked up at the sky in the same direction, uttering exclamations of awe from time to time.
Quidi and other Wizards, who had just received the news and stepped out of the tavern, looked upwards following the crowd's gaze, only to see that within the Seventh Magic Ring, which had been silent for several days, a huge and splendid human shape was projected above the Rune Formation by a Spell.
A blue-eyed young man with white hair, surrounded and nestled by countless golden lights, elegant and mysterious, the term "Heaven's Chosen Son" seemed to be perfectly embodied in him.
Jealousy, envy, amazement, indifference...
Various reactions emerged from this group of Wandering Wizards, with some displaying fervent looks, others showing infinite longing, and still others merely taking a glance before they dipped back into the tavern as if it was none of their business...
