Early the next morning, a ray of dawn from the horizon pierced the long night of the Northern Wilderness, gilding the endless snow-capped mountains with a layer of hopeful gold.
Along with that dawn came a loud dragon roar, descending with reassuring majesty on the terrace of the branch tower of the Tower of Great Sage.
Porphyry Saiyi, dressed in a black magic robe, had been waiting here for a long time, respectfully saluting the old man on the dragon's back, letting the wind tousle his wig to show his desolation.
"Respected Great Sage... Welcome home."
The winged dragon lowered its proud head and folded the wings behind it.
At the same time, an elderly man in a plain white robe, with a kindly face, slowly descended from the dragon's back.
He was the supreme leader of the Academic State, the Great Sage of the Source Magic School, and the most knowledgeable scholar on the Aus Continent—Dousuke.
"Mm."
