The Imperial Capital, the chief's office in the Royal Mage Guild.
"I could mostly discern your intent from your request."
Behind the table, the new Legendary mage had identified the dimensional coordinates that resonated with the residual undulation in one-tenth of a second. He looked up towards the young man before him, and frowned.
"You're going to the Abyss?"
"Yeah," Joshua replied dryly. "I want to."
Nostradamus shook his head slightly. "Nothing in this world could stop you," he said a little helplessly, "you can do anything if you want to, but I must affirm one fact."
With those words, he leaned on the comfortable armchair and raised his right hand to rub his forehead as if in reminiscence. "The Abyss is extremely dangerous—to everyone and not just Legendary. Even the gods have to tread carefully there."
