Arthur momentarily evaluated his conversation with his brother. The prince had come looking for the Age of Phoenixes.
A few days ago, Arthur would have thought this to be impossible. He'd gotten this book from a rather unvisited section of the Castle Library… and even then, if it hadn't mysteriously fallen and compelled him to take it, he wouldn't have found it.
'Huh… Now that I think of it that way, I guess the Voice of Solaris really did give me the book,' Arthur chuckled to himself.
The events of that day now felt too forced.
It was no coincidence that he'd found the book.
Arthur sighed, shook away the thoughts and humbly carried out his morning tasks.
He dressed in modest clothes… with the intention of finding comfort.
A screaming yellow shirt and a black pair of shorts. Of course, his fashion sense was comparable to the eccentric Professor Nava, with his only judging criteria going:
