Chapter 29

The place where the ground had collapsed.
Lucas quietly looked at it.

‘He found it well on his own.’

Down there was the only field in the gorge where no trees existed.
A place where a faint light shone even in the darkness of night.
A place where warm wind blew even in the low temperatures of winter.
A space full of contradictions, as if even the interference of time avoided it.

The Sanctuary of the Golden Mandragora.

That was what people called that place.
The reason was not simply because of its dreamlike atmosphere.

Tat.

Lucas took one step forward.
His body dropped into the...