Roselyn removed her mask, revealing the elegant face beneath the black triangle.
Her features were soft yet carried an unshakable dignity.
She resembled a young aristocratic butler as she performed a standard gentleman’s bow toward Gabriella.
“Good morning, Lady Divine Maiden. I am Roselyn. From this day forward, my duty is to protect you.”
Her eyes were a pale light green, and her brows were equally light.
“Hello,” Gabriella smiled.
“Let’s go back. You haven’t eaten yet, have you?”
Roselyn did not hesitate and followed behind Gabriella.
At first Gabriella did not think much of it. After entering the mansion’s rear garden and returning through the small gate, Gabriella directly escorted her to the main hall.
At that moment Simona and Olivia were facing each other and discussing something, their expressions looking somewhat troubled.
Upon seeing Roselyn, both of them closed their mouths and said nothing, as if they had just been discussing her.
Gabriella said to Simona, “Your Majesty the Holy Queen, if there is an opportunity, could you arrange a position for Miss Roselyn? Morphis and the others happen to need an extra helper right now, don’t they?”
“I understand.” Simona nodded and agreed, yet the melancholy in her eyes when she looked at Roselyn was almost overflowing.
“Miss Roselyn, please stay. Let us have a proper talk,” Olivia said, her tone also somewhat serious. Roselyn nodded and outwardly agreed.
Afterward, Gabriella followed Isabella to the magic room on the first floor.
The so-called magic room was a special-purpose chamber often found in aristocratic mansions.
The walls here were constructed from materials that resisted defensive magic.
The interior was spacious and completely sealed.
For safety’s sake, those dangerous magical tools and privately collected magical weapons were normally all stored inside the magic room.
Archmages and the casters who constructed magic arrays would never test the strength of their magic outdoors or in open plazas.
Doing so would not only waste time but also cause destruction.
For the sake of safety and control, they usually conducted tests inside the magic room.
Therefore, the more powerful the archmage, the higher the requirements for the magic room.
Ordinarily the magic room served as both a storage room and a training ground for magic testing.
In times of crisis it could also function as an impregnable shelter.
As the most luxurious residence in the entire Holy King Capital, the magic room here was a small training ground of three hundred square meters.
If one did not frequently see this metal door, one would never ordinarily know just how spacious it was inside.
[Soul Severing] was stored inside this magic room.
The vast space was illuminated by magical fluorescent lights on the ceiling.
Under the effect of expensive magic stones, every corner of the room was lit.
[Soul Severing] was carefully placed in the very center of the entire room, thrust into a sealing altar.
Inside the room, Creis was carefully examining [Soul Severing], as if trying to find some valuable clue within it.
Upon seeing Gabriella and Isabella, Creis gave them a glance by way of greeting and forced a gentle smile.
Fortunately she now had real experience, so this attempt at a friendly smile was not quite so stiff.
“Mother, how is this weapon?”
Creis answered.
She stepped aside so that both of them could observe the condition of [Soul Severing].
Creis’s gravity magic flowed across the altar.
The entire sword was thrust into the altar yet did not make direct contact with any object, as if held aloft by an invisible force.
The state of [Soul Severing] was also greatly different from a few days ago.
It had shed its brownish-orange exterior, revealing the brand-new blue-gray metallic texture beneath. Orange energy surged within it, resembling a river of magma on an iron mountain, or countless dangerous venomous snakes flicking their scorching tongues.
At that moment Gabriella noticed a clear mark on Creis’s right arm.
It was a bloodstain left by a wound that had healed. Although it was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, just who could have injured Creis?
Could it be… [Soul Severing]?!
Gabriella felt increasingly incredulous. By then Isabella had already walked to Creis’s side and begun treating her wound.
“This weapon became active today,” Creis said. “It is very dangerous—dangerous to Heavenly Oracle Envoys, and to me.”
“There shouldn’t be any fairies left inside these weapons,” Gabriella said.
“This weapon is resonating with something.”
Isabella tilted her head. “It seems Lartomia has been revived.”
“As the creator, Lartomia can freely use the full power of [Soul Severing]. Indeed, only this explanation fits.”
Creis nodded in acknowledgment of Isabella’s view, nodded in thanks, then shifted her gaze back onto Gabriella once more.
“Gabriella, we need to find an opportunity to deal with Lartomia.”
If she successfully resurrected, it would be a catastrophic blow to any of us. Creis was rarely this serious.
“She may be even harder to handle than the Evil God. If she is hiding in Monastar, the situation will become even more complicated. Moreover, they have already researched methods to use this kind of weapon. The situation will grow very complex.”
“Mm, I understand.”
Gabriella nodded guiltily.
Actually, Miss Evil God is right beside you bandaging your wound, while Lartomia is very likely inside my belly.
She is also the blood sister of the daughter between me and Miss Evil God.
She had originally thought that making Creis submit to the shadows would be a simple matter, yet now Gabriella discovered that the situation was growing more and more complicated.
The Sacred Feather God, Lartomia, and Monastar—of course, there were also those memories of the past that had never been restored.
To make matters worse, after glancing at her own bandaged arm, Creis immediately walked over to Gabriella’s side and looked at her with a gaze Gabriella had never seen before.
“Daughter, are you pregnant?”
“Huh?”
Gabriella had originally intended to examine the condition of [Soul Severing], but her body suddenly stiffened.
Isabella was in the same situation. She stared at Creis as if the other party had discovered some truth and was ready to argue with her at any moment.
“Mother, what do you mean by that?”
“Just now Olivia told me that when one is carrying a child, the magic power becomes disordered, and a protective layer appears inside the body to protect the embryo.”
Creis wore a proud expression. “Previously she was unwilling to tell me.”
But soon Creis looked at Gabriella with a strange gaze.
“Daughter, your body has also shown signs of disordered magic power.”
“I recall that there is also a protective layer inside your body. I originally thought it was a self-protection mechanism of the body.”
Gabriella was speechless, momentarily not knowing what sound she ought to make.
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