Yvalin Belladett!?
Everyone immediately believed it—this was Belladett's home ground, and they had just been confused by the volcanic eruption, the white fog of the Sea of Knowledge, and the reverse flow rain of the Flowing Gold River. Even the Holy Sanctuary Mages had not been spared.
If it were the Angel family of Belladett, they indeed possessed the strength to suppress them all.
And furthermore...
Rein and the others struggled to turn their heads, looking at Yvalin who was gazing into the distance from the railing. In the remnants of the fireworks, she watched these guests with an expressionless face, without any indication, like the owner of a house watching a play after letting the dogs out.
"Belladett..." Rein trembled all over, all thoughts of standing up, gathering magic power, casting miracles, activating Artifact Spirits—anything related to resistance—were snuffed out the moment they arose.
