"Hm?"
Gallard and the Grey-robed Mage noticed the golden radiance the moment it enveloped the trio. They weren't blind, after all. The golden divine light only concealed their auras; it didn't render them completely invisible.
As Gallard and the Grey-robed Mage watched, the golden light dissipated, revealing three fully armed figures.
"Solomon? It's you?" Gallard stared at Isaac in astonishment.
He had so many enemies that he'd lost count, but he hadn't forgotten all of them. He had a strong impression of the absurdly powerful ones, and the particularly unique ones.
The former inspired fear, the latter, curiosity.
Fear was easy to understand. As for curiosity...
Take Isaac, for example. In just a few short years, he had gone from an Ordinary person to a High-level Mage. He was also a fellow Mad Witch—and that was the most important part!
His reputation for madness was widely known even within the Mad Witch Association...
It was hard not to take notice.
