“The seal of the Ultimate Fear… lies beneath Sky City?!”
Leon could hardly believe the words coming out of his own mouth.

For eight years, Sky City had been a familiar sanctuary. He’d visited countless times, often with Rosvisser, not only for diplomatic reasons but also for leisure and relaxation. This was the place of their fondest memories—a haven for the Melkvey family and countless others in the Dragon Clan.

Dimothy’s next words, however, carried the weight of revelation.
“To be precise… the entire Sky City is built upon the seal of the Ultimate Fear.”

Leon’s expression darkened as he processed this shocking truth.
“How? Why would you construct such an important city over something so dangerous?”

Dimothy sighed deeply, gazing down at the misty clouds surrounding the tower.
“Do you know why I built Sky City in the first place, Your Highness?”

Leon furrowed his brow, recalling what Rosvisser had once told him.
“You established Sky City to shelter Dragon Clan refugees after years of relentless civil wars. You and Dragon Kings like Konstantin and Odin united to give them a home. That’s what I was told.”

Dimothy nodded. “That much is true. But there’s more to it than that.”