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I left Raizen alone and climbed the stairs.
Did they say they would be waiting on the rooftop?
Reaching the top, I realized the staircase led not to the ground but to the roof. As I had suspected, the Abyss Auction was being held in a high-rise building.
A fierce gust of wind hit me the moment I opened the door. It was the kind of wind you would expect atop a high mountain.
"Oh..."
The structure was the top of a magic tower. It didn't look like a typical tower, and I couldn't be certain whether it stood in the capital. At this height, fog enveloped the surrounding area. Even Fiery Golden Eyes failed to pierce through it easily, indicating this was no ordinary fog.
The rooftop offered no railings. One wrong step in this wind could send someone plummeting into the void. At the very edge, where danger was absolute, the Iron-Blooded Lord stood unmoved. The wind whipped around him, yet his feet remained planted as if rooted to the stone. Only his cloak, meant to conceal his identity, fluttered lightly in the breeze, oddly in harmony with the rooftop's eerie atmosphere.
He peered into the dense fog and...
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