It would be difficult for ordinary people to understand what Lann sees in his vision using [Spiritual Vision] at this moment.
Facing Master William's invitation from the rocking chair, Lann nodded, indicating his agreement.
Yet, at the same time, he did not move his feet, having no intention of getting closer to the old man.
Because they were already close enough.
The amber cat eyes, becoming inexplicably profound, seemed to scan around aimlessly.
But, in Lann's senses at this moment, the sound his dragon scale plate armor boots made on the stone surface of the Byronwiss Moon Viewing Terrace was not the powerful clatter of armor.
Instead, it was similar to the sound of boots stepping on the cap of a mushroom-like organism, emitting a slightly sticky friction sound.
In Lann's vision, the entire Byronwiss Academy building, and even the tranquil lake and lakeshore beyond, were covered by a blanket of fungal organisms.
