Leon leaned back against the sofa, his fingers tapped lightly against the armrest.
Before him sat Eula in her elegant posture, with one of her legs crossed on top of the other.
She was blowing softly on her cup of tea as she waited for Leon to answer.
Earlier, when leaving for Evana, Leon had told Eula about his plans to claim the Astral Spectrum, and that he needed to find Evana City for it.
At first, it had all sounded like a series of insane claims to Eula.
First, about Evana, he wanted to find a city which was nothing more than a myth, a story from a fairy tale that her nannies used to tell her at bedtime.
And not only that.
Claiming the Astral Spectrum?
Does Leon even know what he was talking about?
If he became the ruler of the Astral Spectrum, then he would basically become a God of that reality. Someone who could take control over souls after they die.
He would have the power to interact with, to process, and to manipulate the dead souls of great, great people.
