Four colored light points slowly descended from the night sky.
One was light blue, another pale yellow, a blood red, and a cinnabar red.
They seemed like four fireflies clustered together, or perhaps four stars falling from the distant deep sky. Though they appeared to descend slowly, in the blink of an eye, they had landed above the old Crowley family estate from a place higher than the clouds.
Residences of such old wizard families, even if abandoned for a long time, were protected by powerful guardian magic. But when those four lights fell, it was as if the magic didn't exist, allowing them to pass through every barrier and appear deep inside the old house.
Without disturbing anyone inside the mansion.
Including that elder wizard, disheveled and weathered with age. However, it was only he who felt a strange caprice when those lights fell and glanced out the window.
Then he saw a splendor he had never witnessed in his life.
"——Damn."
