CHAPTER 34
âAsins, I truly appreciate you using magic to change my appearance, but⊠why this look?â
âWhy? You donât like it?â
âWell, itâs justâŠâ
Jaina trailed off and raised her hand in front of her face.
Her palm, now more than half the size it used to be, felt alien as she opened and closed it repeatedly. Looking up at the now much-taller Asins was also incredibly awkward.
She had tried not to complain, worried he might change his mind, but this was just too much.
âWhy did you make me look like a child?!â
Her spring-petal-pink hair had turned into a crisp sky-blue, and her pink diamond-like eyes had been washed over with a cool aquamarine hue.
Other than the color of her hair and eyes, Jainaâs adorably youthful features remained the sameâonly now, it was no longer the charm of a young woman, but the innocent cuteness of a child.
She now looked like a kid about the same age as Asinsâs original appearance.
Asins crouched down to meet eyes with the now tiny Jaina, who barely came up to his waist.
âDefinitely better looking down than up.â
âIâm pretty sure you could still look down on me without making me this small.â
Asins simply smiled in response.
âThis guy definitely did this just to mess with me, didnât he?â
âThere was no other choice.â
Buildings related to the military were protected by security magic to prevent intruders. Unless one was as powerful as Asins, it was near impossible to maintain transformation magic inside.
Thanks to his overwhelming mana, Asins could cast appearance-changing magicâbut only within limits. Changing just hair and eye color was the best most mages could manage. Thatâs why he altered both their ages, too.
âItâs true. Just changing color isnât enoughâitâd be too obviousâŠâ
And so, Jaina entered the monster training facility looking like a child.
After struggling to keep up, Jaina finally caught up with Asins, who crouched down with a grin.
âBeing carried is more comfortable, isnât it, Nia?â
Jaina clenched her teeth inwardly. As much as she hated to admit it, running on such short legs to match Asinsâs stride was exhausting. Being carried really was easier.
âCome on up.â
Jaina begrudgingly perched on Asinsâs arm. He looked at her like a proud grandfather and stroked her hair. Jaina immediately swatted his hand away.
âThis really isnât necessary, you know?â
âYouâre the one who said we should act perfectly, Nia.â
Jaina had indeed insisted on perfect acting. With nothing to say in return, she kept quiet. Thankfully, Asins didnât tease her any further.
After passing through a long hallway, they came to another guarded door. Security glyphs were etched all over the reinforced metal.
âPlease show your access permit.â
Asins handed it over.
Unlike the guards outside, this one examined it thoroughly.
âIâm sorry, but may I see your ID as well?â
âDid they figure out itâs a fake?â
Jaina tensed, but Asins calmly presented an ID. The guard looked between the ID and Asinsâs face suspiciously.
âMay I have your name?â
Asins didnât bat an eye.
âSynas Agrina.â
âYouâre a knight of the Louvern Temple?â
âYes, I am.â
âWait, Louvern Temple?!â
Jaina was stunned.
According to the scriptures, monsters were evil beings fallen from grace, unworthy of divine blessings. Breeding them went directly against divine will. Even for a knight, visiting a monster facility while affiliated with the temple would naturally raise eyebrows.
âEven if heâs clueless, this is too much.â
âSir Synas, Iâm sorry, butâŠâ
âWhatâs your name, if I may ask?â
Asins cut the guard off. The man stammered, caught off guard.
âMurgus Latia.â
âSir Murgus Latia, if you know your actions are offensive, isnât it common courtesy to refrain from them?â
Asins narrowed his eyes at the guard. His lips still wore a pleasant smile, but his gaze was icy.
âI-I didnât meanââ
âIâve already shown you the access permit. I assume you know what it means to keep asking for additional verification. I wouldnât want to display violence in front of my dear little sister, so Iâd appreciate your cooperation.â
His tone was calm and polite, but the meaning underneath was anything but.
The guard quickly bowed his head.
âThereâve been many impersonators lately. I apologize for the inconvenience. Please forgive me.â
âI understand.â
âPlease, go on through.â
âWhy is he opening the door for us like that?â
Jaina was baffled by the guardâs sudden deference.
Once the door had closed behind them, Jaina whispered in Asinsâs ear.
âWhat was that about?â
Instead of answering, Asins asked,
âDo you know about the Louvern Temple?â
âYes. Only those recognized by the imperial priests are allowed in, right?â
âCorrect. That applies to knights too. Only those with exceptional skill and divine strength are appointed as temple knights.â
Ah.
Now it made sense.
The Imperial Knights were strict about hierarchy. A knight qualified to serve in the Louvern Temple would certainly outrank a low-level guard like that.
âStill⊠doesnât it seem odd? A temple knight visiting a place like thisâŠâ
âYou donât know, do you, Nia? Not everyone in the temple follows every word of the scriptures.â
His knowing smile said it allâeven servants of the gods werenât always pure.
âDid Asins really plan this far aheadâŠ?â
Maybe it was because her eyes were literally lower now, but Asins suddenly seemed much more reliable.
Monster Training Facility.
Jaina had assumed conditions would be rough, considering the monsters were raised for battle.
âBut I didnât expect it to be this badâŠâ
Inside the metal cages lining both sides of the hall, the monsters were in horrific condition.
Bite marks and claw scratches marred the cages. The chained beasts lay listlessly, covered in clumps of dried blood and filth. Their matted fur hadnât seen grooming in ages.
âCanât they be raised in better conditions?â
Thinking of Poppy and Cotton Candy, Jainaâs heart sank.
âDonât blame yourself,â
Asins said, raising a hand to cover her eyes.
âNo amount of restraints can perfectly control a monster. The higher their original rank, the less they submit. These are mid- to high-tier monstersâthis is the only way.â
âI get it⊠but stillâŠâ
Her mind understood, but her heart couldnât accept itâespecially since she had loving pets like Poppy and Cotton Candy.
âBy the way, Asâ I mean, brother. Why did you bring me here?â
âI told you. I want to test your abilities.â
âNo, you didnât.â
âUnbelievable.â
Her thoughts and words were mismatched from sheer disbelief. Not once had Asins mentioned anything about testing her abilities.
Without answering her questions, Asins continued deeper into the facility.
They stopped in front of a door that radiated danger at first glance.
Asins placed a hand on the door, and glowing blue glyphs appeared. It was a magical sealâa type of password spell to prevent unauthorized access. Asins undid it effortlessly.
Creeeeakâ
A high-pitched screech echoed as the door opened. Beyond it, there was nothing but pitch-black darkness.
Something felt wrong.
Every instinct in Jainaâs body screamed at her not to go in.
She wasnât the only one who felt it.
Levan, who had silently followed them the entire time, grabbed Asinsâs shoulder just as he was about to step inside.
âLet go.â
Asinsâs displeasure was clear as he tried to shake off Levanâs handâbut failed.
Levanâs knight-trained grip held firm.
âWhat do you think youâre doing?â
âWhere are you taking Lady Jaina?â
âWhy should I tell you?â
âI am her knight. Itâs my duty to ensure she isnât placed in danger.â
âThere is no danger. Now unhand me.â
âI cannot.â
A chill glinted in Asinsâs eyes. He glared daggers at Levan, ready to strike. But Levan didnât let go.
âUm, Asinsâsirâcan you put me down now?â
But Asins showed no sign of letting go. If anything, he held Jaina tighter.
âLet her go.â
âAnd if I refuse?â
âIâll use force.â
âHah. Do you even know who I am?â
âI do.â
The tension escalated rapidly.
âLevan, calm down. Asins, please just put me down.â
Jaina tried to mediate, but neither of them paid her any mind. Asins didnât even glance at her.
âFine. Ignore me, huh?â
Jaina bit Asinsâs armâhard.
âAAAGH!â
His grip loosened instantly. As soon as her feet hit the floor, she kicked him hard in the shin.
âWhat the hell was that?!â
Asins yelled, shaking his arm, clear bite marks visible. Jaina didnât even flinch.
âLevan, who do you serve?â
Startled by the sudden question, Levan quickly bowed.
âI serve Her Grace, the Grand Duchess.â
Jainaâs eyes curled into a smile.
âGood. So you know. That means you prioritize my orders, right?â
âYes, milady.â
âWhat did I just tell you?â
âTo calm down.â
âExactly. So what should you do now?â
Levan understood her meaning and dropped to one knee.