What on earth was happening!?
The mbers of the Supre Staff Legion who were present imdiately displayed expressions of sheer panic.
Their eyes darted nervously from one face to another—glances filled with disbelief and fear. Finally, their collective gaze settled on Evelyn.
But Evelyn, at that very mont, did not look around at the others.
Her eyes were fixed intently on the nearby ruins of the Mana Ore mine.
Sothing about that place had caught her full attention, drawing her focus like a magnet.
At that very spot, the ruins were violently trembling.
The earth itself seed to groan in protest as the mine began to sink at a horrifying pace, a collapse so visible to the naked eye that it sent chills down the spines of even the most hardened observers.
Waves of intense energy pulsed from the ruins, each surge stronger than the last, as though the very mine itself were alive and thrashing in a furious struggle.
There was no sign of the tremors slowing; nothing suggested that the chaos would stop anyti soon.
Even the ordinary mbers of the Supre Staff Legion—those not accustod to witnessing high-level magical disturbances—imdiately sensed that sothing was terribly wrong.
Their faces were painted with incredulity as they stared toward the source of the disturbance.
"This energy fluctuation... it seems to be coming from the ruins themselves?" one of them muttered, almost in disbelief.
anwhile, the commotion had caught the attention of the vice commander responsible for guarding the Mana Ore mine ruins.
As one of the primary sources of inco for the Supre Staff Legion, this mine had always had a vice commander stationed there permanently.
The vice commander, Frank, slowly opened his eyes, his expression a mix of surprise and confusion.
He couldn’t understand what was happening at the ruins.
Everything had seed perfectly calm under his watch.
The area was supposedly under his control, every inch secured.
Yet, despite this apparent tranquility, a sudden ripple of spatial energy surged behind him, followed almost instantly by a voice he recognized all too well.
"Frank, you really are getting old.
Our territory has been breached, and you didn’t even notice!"
The voice belonged to none other than the commander of the Supre Staff Legion himself.
Hearing this, Frank froze, his mind spinning. Could it really be true? An intrusion? Everything seed perfectly normal from his perspective.
"Commander... are you certain? Everything here seems completely calm. Nothing at all is happening!" Frank furrowed his brows, scanning the area under his supervision.
Indeed, there were other people in the Mana Ore mine ruins.
For example, Iverson from the Ironclad Legion was present, but his presence had been authorized and fully accounted for. Beyond him, however, Frank detected no other intruders.
The Supre Staff Legion’s commander did not directly na anyone. Instead, his gaze swept toward the distant ruins, his words carrying a weight that left no room for doubt.
"You should go see the ruins for yourself. Witness what is happening there firsthand."
"Your mission is simple: no matter what happens, minimize the impact of this event. Do you understand?"
The commander was one of the top three magic-type Awakeners in all of humanity. His mind power extended far beyond what ordinary Awakeners could comprehend, encompassing a range that would normally be unimaginable.
In fact, everything that was happening was already within his field of perception.
The reason he hadn’t intervened earlier was because he wanted to observe the true strength of the so-called Chosen One.
He had already gathered plenty of information about Caelan’s battles from other sources, but such intelligence, filtered through the interpretations and biases of others, could not be entirely trusted.
Only by seeing the events unfold firsthand could he make an accurate assessnt of Caelan’s real capabilities.
anwhile, vice commander Frank, upon understanding the commander’s instructions, imdiately sprang into action.
"I understand, sir. I’ll head there imdiately."
In the next instant, Frank’s form dissolved into a black mist.
Within the blink of an eye, the mist dispersed, replaced by a fully-feathered nightingale.
With a powerful flap of its wings, the bird leapt from the high tower and surged toward the distant Mana Ore mine ruins.
Inside the ruins, miners were still at work.
But these were no ordinary laborers—they were all Awakeners in their own right, though technically not full mbers of the Supre Staff Legion.
They were considered auxiliary personnel: individuals who did not et the rigorous standards of the Legion but were still capable enough to extract the precious mana-infused ore from the mine.
The Supre Staff Legion’s system was cunning and ruthless.
These auxiliary workers bore the brunt of the most grueling labor, risking their lives daily at the mining frontlines, yet their compensation was barely a fraction of what official mbers received.
anwhile, the official mbers of the Legion had one and only one role: to oversee these auxiliary workers, ensuring maximum efficiency in ore collection.
"Are you all skipping als? Why is the efficiency so low?!" one well-dressed official barked at the miners.
"Move faster! Do you have any idea how valuable this Mana Ore is for all of humanity?"
His gaze swept disdainfully over the auxiliary personnel, his attitude dripping with arrogance.
Indeed, as a full mber of the Supre Staff Legion, he had ample reason to be proud.
But his pride also fueled a condescending deanor that made him feel untouchable.
Just as he was about to continue displaying his superiority, the ground beneath them suddenly shuddered violently.
"An earthquake! It’s an earthquake!!"
"What’s happening? I was told the Mana Ore mine ruins are reinforced with powerful protective arrays. Earthquakes shouldn’t occur here!"
"Damn it! Run! I don’t want to die here!"
Within monts, the miners abandoned their tools and fled toward the exits in a chaotic stampede.
Seeing this, the official’s face imdiately darkened. He rushed to intercept them.
"What are you doing?! Return to your workstations imdiately!" he shouted.
"It’s just a minor tremor. The Mana Ore mine won’t collapse. Why are you running?"
After scolding the miners, his gaze shifted to a nearby sealed-off section of the mine.
A faint crease of concern appeared between his brows.
He could not be sure if it was his imagination, but he felt that the tremor had originated from that very sealed area: the infamous Mine No. 13, the cursed section of the Mana Ore mine.
No one in their right mind would voluntarily enter such a perilous location.
anwhile, the elegant nightingale swiftly landed before Evelyn. As the bird touched the ground, Frank’s human form reappeared, materializing directly in front of everyone.
At that mont, all mbers of the Supre Staff Legion froze, stunned into silence.
Wait... what was happening? Why had the vice commander himself co in person?
Their minds raced with disbelief, and the tension in the air thickened, as the true scale of the incident began to dawn on everyone present.
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