Stray

Telaranea didn’t seem to have any plans to leave. After warning the two of them, he returned to the small window and continued to gaze at the bright, fresh, and green forest outside the window.

There was nothing in sight as far as the eyes can see.

“I want to stay here for a few days,” the Sage of the Abyss said softly. “If you two want to leave, don’t worry about me.”

Oliver thought Nemo would ask, but his lover just frowned. After thinking quietly for a moment, Nemo nodded to him gently, then he walked through the room to the door that had already lost its panel.

The great Demon King was obviously still thinking about something as he almost tripped over the animal corpses scattered all over the place. Before Nemo had time to regain his balance, a faint wave of magic came from the bones that were kicked away.

Buried in the bones was a delicate metal disc full of magic arrays. Its material should be pure gold. Even though it was once covered with wet animal carcasses, there was no rust on the golden metal.

Nemo should have just kicked it causing the metal disc to eject from the fur and broken bones. It laid crooked on the top layer of the animal carcass. The gold beads embedded in the phalanx weakly floated up in accordance with its predetermine trajectory. An exquisite illusion opened in the air in front of them.

It blackened the clear and warm air in the early morning as bright stars floated and rotated in the dark. They had seen this thing before— In a window in Hailem City, the capital of Garland, a few months ago.

An astrological instrument made of gold.