Unlike the dark and silent world from a moment ago, this world now seemed to be alive.
Light filled up the view before him, not the stark white glow of the Illumination, but that of natural sunlight.
When Roland subconsciously looked up, he saw blue sky and white clouds.
Wasn't he underground?
How come… Roland's attention was then drawn to the sounds in front of him, and he saw a group of people in front of him, gesturing around the well he had just been in.
What they said, Roland couldn't understand, so he instinctively set himself up with Unhindered Communication.
"This isn't good, the water in the Well of Light is decreasing. If this continues, it will definitely dry up."
"Does anyone know what's going on?"
"I guess the Goddess of Light has given up on us."
"What should we do?"
"Sacrificial offerings, offer up virgin boys and girls."
