Yesterday, when Grandma Narda brought the black iron box, Karl felt an extremely special sense of danger coming from it, and it was also filled with a deadly lure.
But he soon discovered something; it was a fragment of some powerful mysterious rare artifact, not the core part imbued with Spiritual Power.
Not edible.
If all the parts and the core could be collected, one would obtain an artifact even more powerful than the transparent little bottle could compare with.
As the cavalry drew increasingly closer, Karl once again felt that exceptionally special sense of danger.
He suddenly realized that the cavalry commander was also carrying a fragment, perhaps the very reason everyone had been relentlessly chased all this time.
Karl used his will to transform the white light into a weapon and hurled it at the numerous enemies before him, with the Rhea baron commander occupying fully half of the white light.
