Julian's eyes lit up with sudden realization.
"Oh… I get it now! Six years ago, Father told me he was sending Swift Lightning Spotted Deer off to breed…"
He paused, scratching his head. "And it was gone for three years… I thought you'd bring back a litter of fawns when you returned! But nothing! So… you were secretly communing with the world's energy to summon that massive downpour?"
"Pfft…"
At Julian's words, nearly everyone within earshot choked.
"Breed…"
Regis had always been the king of ridiculous excuses.
Nearby, the Black Qilin stood frozen, its eyes distant, as if lost in deep thought.
Ethan glanced at it, half-smirking. Judging by the look, if the Qilin was in human form, its face would be darker than the bottom of a scorched pot.
"Alright, let's move," Ethan said. "Try not to make a big scene."
The Black Qilin's eyes narrowed into annoyed slits.
