Astrid sat in the garden, and she and Una watched as a distraught Uncle Remiel emerged from the Teleportation Passage.
"Uncle, why have you come back? Did you forget something?" Una asked loudly.
"There's big trouble. Where is His Majesty, Una? Do you know where he is?"
"North of the city at the Academy, His Majesty went to pick up little Miss Annie," Una finished, noticing the pale look on her uncle's face, "What's wrong?"
"I might be about to die. So where's Mother Gala?"
"She went to the Provost Academy to look for some files."
"Then I'll go to the Provost Academy too."
Having said this, the uncle took off.
"What's going on?" Una turned to Astrid, who also shook her head, "I feel that Romiel's complexion isn't looking good."
Astrid was right, and what's more, this condition was contagious.
Soon, having heard Romiel's speech, Gala Darong tracked down the record of that incident according to the year noted.
Looking at the man's name, both of them fell silent.
