Gawain looked at the "God of Nature" in front of him, towering like a mountain, while the latter remained motionless, looking back at him. The eyes, like light-cast crystals, were filled with a quietly flowing radiance. With Gawain's experience, he could not discern any human emotional changes within them.
They thus stared at each other for a moment. Gawain confirmed that the other party was not joking and, rubbing his chin, pondered while saying, "This isn't a complicated request; I can arrange that for you, although..."
Amon's tone rose, "Although?"
"You said your perception of the real world is limited, usually only knowing some vague developments," Gawain looked seriously at Amon, "then how do you know about the Magic Web Terminal? I don't recall anyone discussing this with you."
Amon: "…"
Gawain: "…"
