White Dragon Camid didn’t pay attention to the villagers who displayed strange expressions, looking as if they’d narrowly escaped a disaster. He flicked his tail and flew high into the sky, heading towards the Dragon Nest.
The careless White Dragon Camid had no other thoughts; he recalled what Karon said about the excitement and wanted to return soon.
Meanwhile, two priests quietly concealed themselves within the crowd and departed, unaware that the enormous Copper Bell, hung in the center of the village on the wooden building—unable to be rung by anyone—was now causing a faint spatial ripple behind it.
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