"Master, no matter how challenging it is, I'm determined to give it a try!" Grace declared resolutely.

With her father bedridden and her unreliable brothers, she had no choice but to take up the responsibility and attempt to salvage Dragonmarsh's losses as much as possible.

"Go then. Be prepared. You're the only one with a chance to accomplish this," Elder Sage advised, emphasizing the importance of her role.

"Take care, Master. I'll visit you when I can." Grace bowed deeply and quickly took her leave. The destruction of the vital force demanded immediate action.

"The cycle of generations has unfolded, with each era having its rulers and subjects. As head of the Regal Observatory, the time has come for me to take my leave." Elder Sage sighed.

He stood up unsteadily, performed rituals, and changed into fresh clothes. After arranging everything, he returned to his seat, closed his eyes, and waited.

After some time, a gust of wind blew through, extinguishing the suspended lanterns