บท 127: Chapter 127: Uncertainty Looms

Roman's sigh was heavy with frustration, his mind grappling with the implications of a magic-less world. Yet, a nagging question refused to be silenced: "How is this spirit possible? Speculation suggested a magic-free zone, didn't it?"

[Host, you are right, a speculation is a speculation. You do not know what has happened to the magic, why it's gone. It might be possible that there's remnants of magic.]

Roman's gaze narrowed, his eyes fixed on the house. "I thought you were the all-knowing oracle, the fount of wisdom." His voice was laced with sarcasm, a hint of disappointment. "You're a universe core, for crying out loud! You're supposed to have the answers, not more questions."

[I understand your frustration, but to correct your statement, I am not all-knowing. I am only a piece of a universe core. I do carry power and some knowledge, but some things are only known if I was still a full core.]