That night was very dark, decorated with thick, towering debts, as if covering the moonlight which was trying to penetrate into the forest. In the middle of a dense forest, two figures stood facing each other.
Lucas showed an extraordinarily calm face and was not at all disturbed by the drama before his eyes. Meanwhile the other person had a frown on his face, looking at Lucas with a mixture of confusion and hatred.
"Prince Lucas, why aren't you surprised?" Allan asked, his voice shaking between anger and fear.
Lucas smiled strangely, a strange smile that scared the person he was talking to. "I've seen enough of your cunning tricks, Allan," he answered calmly. "You are quite good at obliterating your mana aura, making it difficult to detect that you are a mage. However, my Nature Detection Magic Technique is sharper. It is a rare magic technique that is quite troublesome for many people."