Chapter 106
!!!Holy Power Injection Confirmed!!!
Current progress… 71%… 80%… 92%…
With a brilliant light, the holy power reached 92%.
Warning! The relic’s stored holy power is almost fully expended!
Further use may result in the relic’s destruction.
Elizia did not hesitate and answered,
“Doesn’t matter. Keep going.”
Continue? Selected!
Warning: Relic destruction. Risk of relic destruction.
The ominously blinking red alert window, and the relic “Pendant of Phrynnis” covered in an almost blinding light at its limit. Yet Elizia did not remove the pendant. The percentage didn’t stop at 92%—it kept climbing.
Current progress… 93%… 97%… 99%…
100%!
At the moment it finally reached 100…
Fwoosh!
A blinding light burst out, and the Pendant of Phrynnis in her hand shattered into pieces.
The Pendant of Phrynnis has been destroyed!
It required that much holy power—but the door demanding it finally opened. Elizia exhaled slowly and pushed the door open.
Creeeeak—
The heavy stone door opened slowly.
“…Is anyone here?”
She called out carefully, but beyond the door was just empty space. A tiny room enclosed by stone walls, too small to imagine anyone having stayed there. Dust had settled thickly on the floor, as if it had been abandoned for a very long time.
‘…Is that it?’
But she couldn’t let her guard down. Elizia stepped inside cautiously.
“…Is anyone here? Angel?”
At that moment—
Ding!
Administrator: ‘A genius, considerate, and capable administrator! Finally returned here! ><
“……”
The notification from the ‘Administrator’ popped up as if it had been waiting. Elizia, seeing it, exhaled and let out a weary laugh.
“Wow… was the administrator really an angel?”
Administrator: That… I still can’t tell you. As always, sharing certain information could be catastrophic. So please, avoid asking difficult questions…
Right—last time, the administrator disappeared because they revealed important information. It was a “violation of regulations,” wasn’t it?
‘Maybe the administrator never had a physical form.’
If the “communication function with the administrator” itself was confined here, it would naturally be part of the system, not trapped in a human form. And the system’s authority likely prevented the door from opening. What exactly it was trying to block, no one knew.
‘Then what exactly is this space?’
Elizia looked around. There were no furniture or belongings, but the walls from floor to ceiling were covered in unknown characters. Each wall had different inscriptions, seemingly rituals of different purposes.
As Elizia placed her hand on one wall to examine it, a notification popped up immediately.
Ding!
Would you like to open the Gate of Se?ilh?
“…Oh?”
Meanwhile, the Deputy Director was carefully inspecting the laser beam cannon on the way to the temple.
‘What on earth is this…?’
A weapon of an unusual, inexplicable design.
The Deputy Director, of course, didn’t know, but laser beam cannons leave traces and power effects similar to magical stone bombs. It made sense, as both used highly condensed energy.
Thanks to Elizia, he realized, the weapon had been carefully chosen. She had analyzed materials sent from the “Spaceflight Academy” and picked this one from among many laser weapons.
‘Did she really use this?’
The Deputy Director was suspicious but didn’t dare press the buttons recklessly. He had seen its terrifying power destroying beasts effortlessly—if it accidentally fired in the carriage, the consequences could be catastrophic.
Still, one thing was certain.
‘…This weapon is from another world.’
An unsettling, unnatural aura that defied the laws of this world. It felt intensely clear.
It was truly a weapon befitting Elizia Semperion—upending all expectations and fate, always intervening in the most unexpected ways. The Deputy Director smirked quietly.
‘A relic of my mother… impossible.’
No matter how extraordinary Katrin Semperion was, she couldn’t have acquired something like this. Yet the Deputy Director couldn’t question Elizia openly in front of the wizards who watched, sighing at the scene. It was, in every way, a brilliantly executed strategy.
‘What should I do with this?’
The Deputy Director eyed the laser cannon with a complex expression.
‘Should I report that the Duke’s family has hidden such a powerful weapon to the royal court?’
If Elizia Semperion surrendered the weapon easily, perhaps the royal court would overlook it. Just seeing her hand it over casually…
He also noticed that Elizia surprisingly had no attachment to this weapon. And that gave him a strange sense of unease.
It felt like a trap—though he couldn’t tell what kind. Better not act rashly.
The Deputy Director carefully disembarked with the laser cannon. Nearby priests informed him of events during his absence.
“The Saintess is resting. But…”
One priest hesitantly added,
“The Duke Semperion has come to pray.”
“…The Duke?”
A timely piece of information, and the Deputy Director had something to ask as well. He decided to meet him intentionally—to inquire about the “Duchess’s relic” he held.
Duke Semperion sat silently in the chapel. Judging by the quiet along the way,
‘…Seems she’s still at the Mage Tower.’
If his daughter had been dragged to the temple for inspection, or had been training with the Saintess, he would have heard about it. Luckily, nothing like that happened, and she likely remained in the Mage Tower. Well… mostly.
“……”
The Duke finished his prayers and stood. A nearby priest offered him a meal, but he declined. He intended to return straight to the Ducal residence.
Just as he left the chapel, a familiar voice called:
“Leaving now?”
The Duke turned—it was the Deputy Director, unusually smiling.
It was amusing. Not long ago, he had pressured the Duke, claiming the Semperion family had hidden relics, using special investigation powers, and now greeted him casually. A remarkable person indeed.
The Duke nodded in response, trying to leave without collision, if only the Deputy Director didn’t stop him again.
“Wait a moment. I have something to show you.”
The Deputy Director stepped forward, almost blocking the Duke, holding something.
“What is it?”
The Duke’s tone was subtly uneasy, but the Deputy Director paid no attention, raising the item.
A strange object, unlike anything seen before—extravagant, made of uniquely colored metals. Its bizarre design immediately marked it as a special item.
Seeing the laser cannon, the Duke remained silent for a moment. The Deputy Director slowly spoke:
“Oh, you don’t recognize it? I thought you’d know instantly.”
“Recognize what?”
“This…”
A fleeting expression of amusement crossed his face as he shook the object.
“The young Miss Semperion said this is her mother’s relic. I thought you, Duke, would naturally know.”
“…!”
The Duke’s eyes widened slightly, and the Deputy Director’s smile deepened. At that moment—
“Excuse me, what do you mean by that?”
A clear voice cut in.
“Saintess?”
The Deputy Director looked to see Frilien standing there, seemingly having arrived just in time after sending off visitors to pray.
He held the item up so she could see as well, wanting her opinion.
However—
Frilien’s expression upon seeing the laser cannon was far from ordinary.
“This… how… how is this even possible?”
Her face collapsed in disbelief, clearly showing shock and confusion, unable to speak.
“Wh-where… where did this… come from?”
Frilien reached for the cannon with trembling hands. The Deputy Director stepped back, startled.
“Saintess, why are you reacting like this?”
“Ah…”
She seemed to regain composure and quickly changed her expression, smiling gently after a few deep breaths, stepping back politely.
“Oh, I must have misunderstood something. My apologies.”
Despite her calm reply, a brief silence hung in the air. The Deputy Director, forgetting to interrogate the Duke, turned to Frilien.
“Saintess, do you know anything about this weapon?”
“…No. This is a weapon?”
She answered calmly this time, then asked:
“I heard this belongs to Miss Semperion? Her mother’s relic?”
“Yes.”
Frilien cautiously reached toward the laser cannon.
“May I examine it? Perhaps using holy power to inspect it… if that’s alright?”
The Duke seemed wary but nodded, and the Deputy Director also nodded to see what would happen.
Frilien extended her hand toward the laser cannon. Her fingertips trembled slightly, but unnoticed from a distance.
Finally, she grasped the cannon, naturally placing her finger on the trigger.
At that instant, a window appeared before them, invisible to their eyes.
Beep!
!!!Unscheduled Data Collision!!!
ERRoR!!!! Excessive collision data overload detected
ovef?leoo?wwwww?wwwwwwwww?wwwfdsalkjg?g???gggdsfagjlfjklgjkgkg??? user detected?
The item will cease operation faster than scheduled!
For details, contact Customer Service.
Crackle!
In Frilien’s hands, the laser cannon’s graphics began shattering.
