✠ Just after Ailet and Tessilid disappeared, Muriel’s expression, left behind in the corridor, grew somber.
Her gaze, filled with an inexplicable depth of contemplation, didn’t seem to belong to someone of her apparent age.
She was one who had witnessed the sun rise on the eastern horizon and set on the western horizon countless tens of thousands of times.
Her eyes held a wisdom as profound as that of a sage.
Even before the arrival of Lead and the Holy Vicar in this world, there existed six of the most powerful individuals.
One of them, the Tower Lord, was now dead, so in this timeline, only five remained.
They were as follows:
The Aura Master and Grand Duke, Aaronjaik Hisspenril.
The Headmaster of the Military Academy, Marquess Romina Leandro.
The Chimera Researcher, Morifis Marcellion.
The Guild Master of the Night Eagle, Fligel Knight.
And finally, the figure who had slept in the Sacred Land of the Order for 500 years.
The Holy Clockmaker, Mu Elinas.
The Muriel standing here now was that final figure.
In normal circumstances, she would have sent a…