Chapter 162
A place bathed in warm weather and gentle sunlight, where a cool breeze rustles softly.
In the shade beneath a large zelkova tree standing in a field of blooming flowers.
A cute little boy lay fast asleep.
Whatever dream he was having, a gentle smile played on his lips.
Twitch-.
Suddenly, the boy’s eyebrows twitch.
Then, he suddenly opened his eyes.
Whoosh-.
As the child rose from its seat, leaves fell in a shower.
But that wasn’t all.
Flowers that had shone with dazzling, vibrant colors bowed their heads and dropped their buds.
“Mr. Havik…”
The child stood alone on the land that had suddenly become desolate.
The ghostly dream Ridiran wore an expression of disbelief.
“It can’t be true, right?”
Ridiran closed her eyes and searched for Gelahan’s mana.
Rough, coarse mana felt somewhere in the south—it was undoubtedly Balang’s.
Next, the easternmost edge.
Sticky, viscous mana—its owner was Bedaya.
And finally, the mana that should have been present at the northernmost point, Havik’s, was nowhere to be found.
Even in the northernmost mountain range, filled with snow-capped peaks, not a trace of Havik’s mana could be found.
“Has it truly been extinguished?”
Even when the Hundred Years’ War ended, and Valan was sealed away first, I could still sense Valan’s presence.
Even when Havik crossed dimensions not long ago, a faint yet distinct presence could be felt.
But this time, I realized Havik hadn’t been sealed or crossed dimensions—it had completely vanished.
