Divine World.
At this moment, Nuadra was staying in her own temple, amusing herself with a few birds while seemingly waiting for something, her gaze repeatedly drifting toward the doorway before pulling back.
She wasn't in a rush, instead seeming to have anticipated that she would be waiting for a long time like this. She sat with a tranquil spirit, her back toward a pond, occasionally tossing some feed into the water to nourish several adorable small fish, giving off the aura of a hermit fairy living among the mountains and rivers.
This infused the entire temple with a serene and peaceful atmosphere, making it feel extremely comfortable and homey.
That tranquility was mercilessly shattered not long after by the sound of commotion at the entrance.
"We... we've finally made it...!"
"Didn't I say it was this way?"
"It's all your fault!"
Nuadra stopped what she was doing and looked toward the direction of the entrance as these noisy voices reached her ears.
