But at this moment, neither Ian nor Hiliard wanted to continue listening.
However, just then,
suddenly, Ian felt a blur before his eyes.
—Illusory Vision? No, that's not right, why is it so intense?!
He only had time for that thought to flash through his mind, accompanied by an intense sense of penetration in his brain.
Sudden bright light and the interweaving shadows began to emerge in Ian's vision; countless fragmented, disordered pieces started to merge and reassemble.
Accompanied by a sudden, deep pain that seemed to burn into the depths of his skull as if searing his soul, Ian, who thought he had temporarily gone blind, witnessed a scene as if it originated from a distant place far away.
"This is—"
The boy's eyes widened, shimmering with watery mist, but they did not focus on the surprised teacher supporting him. His gaze was unfathomably empty, as if his soul had also spread through that gaze to a place far, far away, across vast expanses of time.
