"If I could absorb all the Primal Faith left behind by the Caesar Empire..."
Owen's gaze burned with intensity.
After all, just a single wisp of Primal Faith could provide such tremendous aid to the people of the Caesar Empire. If he could absorb all of it, the changes that would take place in Annasi Town would be nothing short of earth-shattering.
More importantly, since that golden-armored man was attempting to absorb the Primal Faith as well, didn't that mean that Primal Faith remnants might exist in other locations too?
The Caesar Empire had once commanded a vast domain. Even if the golden-armored man had gathered a portion of it, it could not possibly be all there was.
At that thought, a figure surfaced in Owen's mind—Princess Aysa.
