At the southern part of Alchemist Island, in the deep-sea region.
Desolate and uninhabited, with the moonlight bright and clear, and the stars twinkling.
A magic-stabilizing raft floated on the sea surface with towering waves, its body swaying but still managing to stay relatively steady.
Noland Lee took the parts of the Magic Array Plate out of his Magic Pouch, fixed them to the Floor of the magic raft, and assembled the ritual array on site.
This step had to be done manually, without resorting to [Mage's Hand], because the energy fluctuations of the Spell itself could interfere with the precision of the Array.
Noland Lee squatted down, steadied his center of gravity, and pieced together the Array bit by bit.
The Assassin Angel said,
"Although your memory is not bad, to prevent any oversight, I'll repeat the precautions once more."
Noland Lee nodded,
"No problem, please go ahead."
