'Save our separated comrades, and then return home!'
After getting the major gist of Kuzon's story in mere moments—thanks to the wondrous effects of magic. That was their goal.
However, despite the thrill that accompanied having a clear goal and the means to achieve it, something else crept up within me.
It was an uncertain feeling that threatened to swallow me whole, and the longer I dwelled on it, the more hesitant I became.
This nearly crippling trail of thoughts led only to one element.
'Neron...'
From Old Man Neron's explanation about our world's Neron and his knowledge of the occurrence of these sets of events to the fact that no 'Neron' could be trusted, I began to have a sense of unease and doubt.
I had also critically thought about the possibility that Neron knew more than he was letting on, but... it currently felt unreal that he had some suspicious motive behind his actions.
