On the quiet beach in the Dark Magic Region, there were still flocks of seafowl frolicking above the sand. It was a calm, serene scene.
"Phew…"
Merlin let out a long sigh. "Thank goodness, everything must still be fine."
What he most worried about was that the Dark Magic Region had suffered an attack from Ozmu. However, from the looks of it, the Dark Magic Region was still peaceful. As for the exact developments that had occurred due to the chaos of the southern Spell Caster world caused by the war between the Three Major Spell Caster organizations and Ozmu – the Wizards of the Mill clan had limited knowledge after all. The Dark Magic Region, being a spell casters' organization, should know the most about this.
Therefore, Merlin wanted to learn of the entire story, so he began to walk quickly toward the Dark Magic stone tablet. This stone tablet appeared to be ancient, marked by the mottled traces of time.