Village Head's Debauchery

1293  Lyra Vs Aurthorn, The Spiral Crossing Monarch

The man turned toward another screen, his form slowly gaining momentum as his movements began producing mirages, as though he was observing the entire screen at once and constantly switching scenes.

…....

One week later

Above a vast forest with enormous trees, their branches and leaves emitting wisps of light orange flames, a severe, thin man with arms and a field covered in brown hide stood in the air. On the left side of his head was a thorn-like horn, and he was dressed in dark, full-plated armour without a helmet, lined with runic chains. He gazed silently into the distance.

"Strange. I thought they said only six regions had revolted. How could it increase so quickly in such a short time?" Despite his youthful expression, the man's voice was aged and crackled as he spoke. "...An unexpected occurrence... It doesn't make sense for a Baron-ranked and Aristocrat-ranked Spirit Beast to be capable of doing this, even if they possess frightening potential... Perhaps this is why they sent me."

The man summoned a green rock inscribed with various runes and symbols from thin air and then activated it.

The green stone trembled slightly. After several seconds, it stopped responding.

The man furrowed his brows, a frown forming on his face. "I can't even connect with the commander stationed here," he muttered.