Wizard: The exploration panel keeps me pure.

"This is truly unbelievable."

Earl Howeett listened to the other man's words and sighed inexplicably. After all, this kind of thing had actually happened right before his eyes, and it sounded like a myth told by missionaries. No matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn't have imagined it.

"So, Father is already overwhelmed by this matter, which is why he kept you here, Mr. Hobert, hoping to get your help. Otherwise, our entire Federal Republic of Fetis might perish because of this disaster."

Upon hearing this, Earl Hobart's expression immediately turned solemn:

"I understand, Your Highness. Rest assured, for the sake of our country and our people, I will never refuse to do anything that is of my importance."

"Yes, in such a time of crisis, the nation needs patriots like Mr. Hobart to have any hope."

The eldest prince gently patted his shoulder, then turned and walked ahead to lead the way.

The two did not discuss the topic further and simply walked on in silence.

Meanwhile, on the ruins of the royal palace in the center of Glasdor, Ron stared at the slowly spreading crack in the sky, his eyes filled with solemnity:

"Adele, that should be the rift in the world, right?"

"Yes, that's right."

"I once saw a book about the rules of exploring other worlds in a corner of the academy library. It explained the concept of world rifts. It's said that when a world is attacked beyond its power limit, a world rift will appear, and the entire world will be annihilated by the spatial turbulence generated by the rift. Is that true?"

"It's true."

"What will happen to us then?"

"There's no need to worry about that. The academy has a wealth of experience in exploring other worlds. Before we even arrived in this world, they took precautions for all of us. If the world collapses due to unforeseen circumstances, we'll be immediately pulled back."

Upon hearing this, Ron breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Faced with this situation, if there's no way out, we'll probably just have to wait to die.

After all, he had previously read in that book about wizards from other regions exploring other worlds and encountering world rifts. It was said that the guy was a formal wizard, but he still perished.

Even beings of that level couldn't escape unscathed in such a situation, let alone apprentices like themselves.

It doesn't matter now, so joining a major power is still quite necessary.

If you were just an ordinary wizard apprentice, no one would have the time or inclination to come to your rescue, like what happened today.

In this way, the only possible outcome is death.

Ron glanced at Adele beside him, whose expression was grave. He couldn't understand why she had such an expression, since they should all be safe from danger.

"Adele, what are you thinking about?"

"Oh, it's nothing. I'm just a little surprised because it's the first time I've seen something like this."

Seeing that the other party was unwilling to say more about this matter, Ron did not press the issue. Everyone has their own secrets, and even if the two had a good relationship, they still had to be careful about such things.

The atmosphere between the two then fell silent.

In the sky, the god of commerce and industry, Aeryton, watched the black hole that had begun to leak spatial power outwards, and he couldn't help but feel anxious:

"Why aren't those guys done yet? I can't hold on much longer."

Just then, the surface of the [Holy Forging Furnace] that he had been holding in his palm suddenly made a "crack" sound.

Upon hearing this sound, Ariton's expression changed abruptly, and he quickly shifted his gaze to the treasure in his hands.

He examined its surface carefully, and then he saw a tiny crack, almost invisible to the naked eye, at the location of the furnace's fire outlet:

"Ouch~ My stove~"

He let out a miserable howl. This was the first divine artifact he had created after becoming a god. You must know that even the other gods did not have any divine artifacts.

That is, as the god of commerce and industry, he was able to create such a tool for himself.

Now, it's in a terrible state, almost ruined after only a few uses.

How could this not break his heart?

"No, no, after this is over, I have to make up for it by dealing some damage to that guy Bohemia, otherwise I'll be at a huge loss."

Arilton held the stove in both hands, thinking to himself.

However, he did not stop supplying the flames to the furnace, because he knew that if he stopped, the rift in the world would likely spread rapidly until it became uncontrollable.

At that time, no matter how many treasures he had, it would be useless; everything in this world would be buried with them.

This is not the scene he wanted to see.

Instead of stopping the fire in the furnace, he gritted his teeth and made up his mind, channeling his spiritual energy into the furnace to increase its energy output.

"Since it's already broken, let's make use of it."

Arilton thought viciously to himself:

After this incident, apart from Bohemia, the others should also compensate themselves to some extent, otherwise, that poor guy alone will definitely not be enough.

In just a short while, the black hole that had begun to slowly crack was sealed again, but Arilton was no longer in the mood to look at it, because he sensed that he was about to give up.

Time passed second by second, and once again the streets of Grasse were filled with people.

However, unlike in the past, these people were not out strolling or selling goods today. All their eyes were focused on the sky, even though they could not see the rift in the world because of their weak spirituality.

Yet, as members of this world, the inexplicable heartache and panic still spread in their hearts, even making them slightly aware that the sky today was different from usual.

Adele stood in her yard, with her mother and Monica beside her.

The three of them gazed at the sky, lost in thought.

Outside the royal city of Grasso, King Fidina of the Federal Republic of Fettis, along with his children and ministers, all gazed solemnly at the sky, silently praying.

"May the moon goddess bless you, may the god of wisdom bless you..."

Among them was Earl Hobert, who had already grasped the general outline of the whole affair, and he had no interest in the strange feeling in his heart at the moment.

He was just worried about his wife and daughter at home:

"I hope that Madam and Visia are alright. Great Lord of the Hidden Realms, Goddess of the Moon, your follower prays that you will bless my family with peace, health, and good fortune."