"..."
As Anvis listened to the narration of the projection, his heart gradually began to race.
In his perception, the projection almost entirely lacked the aura of magic power, and he did not feel any magic fluctuation when the other party was speaking.
Although unclear how this strange High Elf who called himself Hill knew the thoughts in his mind, there was no doubt that this was a super strong entity.
"You don't need to be nervous. This is not mind reading, nor is it observing the threads of fate. It is simply an ordinary magic projection with a preset message."
Seemingly sensing Anvis's wariness, Hill's projection paused its speech and provided a simple explanation of its existence.
"Do you comprehend the concept of time? The time of a singular world is akin to a river flowing straight forward, and we, who are in it, are like fish in the river.
