At the Blackmoon Castle entrance.
"You are the master of Blackmoon Castle?"
Folson stood in the ruins and looked into the castle. His gaze lingered over the 1000 allied troops who had surrendered before it landed on Watson.
"Yes, that's me."
Watson nodded as his sky-blue eyes burned with flames.
The person was in a long robe, and he held a staff and a scroll. Watson recognized her as the mage who had released the gold-tier spell. If it were not for the source of chaotic-elemental magic that he had fused, which could absorb another magic, Blackmoon Castle would have been destroyed.
"Look at who this is?"
Folson waved his hand, and a few male mages behind him immediately stepped forward and pushed the tied-up Nindy to the front.
"She is—"
Watson's pupils constricted. He felt as if the girl was familiar. It was as if he had seen her somewhere.
"Nindy! Are you Nindy?"
