Lucien and Seran did not delay.
Seran had already bound a silent world in the void near the target coordinate and prepared it as a stepping point. The moment Lucien arrived at the Liberator Headquarters, the two of them exchanged only the necessary words before moving.
There was no reason to waste time.
The more hidden a world was, the more likely it held something worth hiding.
And if Lucien's guess was right, then this was not merely some goblin outpost built on stolen land.
It might hold another bark of the Tree of Creation.
That thought alone was enough to make his blood stir.
Soon, the two entered transit.
The teleportation disc activated, space folded, and the corridor opened around them in dim and unstable silence. The passage lasted longer than Lucien liked.
That told him enough.
This world was very far from the Big World.
While the corridor carried them onward, Seran spoke.
His tone was calm, but Lucien could hear the interest beneath it.
