After Eugene stepped into the gap between dimensions, Kristina knelt on the ground and started praying. She beseeched the God of Light for Eugene’s safe return.

Cyan had also knelt beside Kristina. Though he wasn’t a follower of the God of Light, he, too, offered prayers for his brother’s safety. After all, faith wasn’t a prerequisite for such a plea.

“Ah.” Lovellian was the first to detect the anomaly. He had been wandering aimlessly in the vicinity with a face full of worry when he noticed a distortion spreading across the clear sky.

“What is that?” Melkith, who had been seated on a boulder communicating with the spirits, stood up abruptly when she noticed the disruption.

Kristina and Cyan raised their heads, and suddenly, the distortion grew larger, turning into a fracture in the sky. Soon after, the fracture silently split open, and Eugene dropped out from its center.

“Sir Eugene!” Kristina cried out in surprise.

She had not been expecting him to return so quickly. Barely an hour had passed since Eugene had entered the dimensional rift. Could he have slain Raizakia in such a short time?

Her questions were immediately answered. A gigantic corpse of a dragon fell right behind Eugene. It belonged to Raizakia, the Demon Dragon. The deep wound on his neck made it appear as if his head was on the verge of separating completely, but not a single drop of blood flowed from the wound.

“Kyaaaah!” Melkith burst out into a high-pitched scream. Her eyes flipped to show their whites as she flung...