Deep in the forests of the Northern Domain.
The Elder Priest was meticulously organizing the instructions for the Card Illusion Spell.
Although she appeared to maintain the calm of a Tribal Leader, the frequent slips of her pen betrayed her inner turmoil.
She had no confidence at all that the Deer Spirit she worshiped would be able to attract enough followers.
'Is this all just an elaborate scam designed by Zog to get his hands on the Divine Remains and the Card Spell?'
'But why would he go to such great lengths?'
Ever since they made the deal to trade the spell for ten thousand followers, he had sent people to write an exceedingly complex spell into the Divine Remains.
She had never seen such a complicated spell.
And in the end, she discovered its function was merely to let a group of people chat and share their lives on it.
At the time, she had even suspected it was a test for some kind of War Magic.
Real-time information exchange was immensely valuable in warfare.
