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[No...]
Gazing at the Duke of Solin, Adalbert stepped back a few times, his complexion pale from the moment he'd become the Deceased Monarch, but now it unnaturally took on a hint of blood: [How is this possible... How can there be such a large... How can there be such a large barrier... such a massive Cage?!]
[It's impossible, the amount of material needed would be...]
His voice trailed off, and Adalbert hung his head.
His eyes were vacant.
He couldn't imagine. Even as a Genius Alchemist, the one who provided the theoretical basis for the Deceased Monarch and the Dead River Armament, Adalbert could not grasp the concept of a starry sky, having never seen the stars.
To understand the cosmos.
It was an impossible feat—on a planet devoid of stars, it was impossible for anyone to comprehend what the universe was, what a space-time larger than a planet was!
And in Ian's heart, there was also a tumult: [What... the gravitational limit of Terra Sun?!]
