What Sungjin needed was a split-second opening.
A single instant of opportunity in which he could secretly snatch away the soul that must have existed somewhere between the true body and the temporary body, through the gap between two mindscapes that had happened to overlap.
‘…Ha ha. Got you!’
Sungjin, who had been staring into empty space with unfocused eyes, suddenly twisted the corners of his mouth into a chilling smile.
Without lifting so much as a hand or foot himself, he had succeeded in using only his hunting dogs to drive the prey into the trap.
He had been forced to wring out a degree of patience completely unsuited to his temperament in the process, but the result he had obtained was perfect enough that no one could deny it.
Rustle—
Sungjin unconsciously moved one hand and felt around his waist.
Upon noticing that habitual movement, Masain cautiously asked from beside him,
“Your Highness, are you looking for Nutcracker?”
When Masain held out the sword he had set aside nearby, Sungjin’s hand seized it tightly as though it had been waiting for exactly that.
‘Yes. This is it. This familiar, comfortable feeling.’
A satisfied smile soon spread across Sungjin’s face.
A thousand years ago.
After hurriedly abandoning their physical body, Galazia Thalassa immediately headed for the Ionia Dimension.
Ionia was free from the…